There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. ’ ‘Are we to infer that he had a choice?’ enquired Gerald. “I have made no progress with my work,” she said slowly, “and the money was gone. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. She repeated phrases of Mrs. Wood fared still worse. And, with a glance of malignant exultation, he quitted the vault, and locked the door. Politely Ah Cum stooped and recovered the photograph. It was only a matter of time. With a drawn cutlass in one hand and a cocked pistol in the other, Blueskin rushed up stairs. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback.
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