" "I don't care if he is," rejoined Thames, boldly. Wood," replied Jack, calmly. They then entered the room, which was perfectly dark. There were no evidences of any struggle, no overturned chairs or disarranged furniture. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. ‘He lacked moral fibre, did Nicholas. "What does he say?" roared the long drover. “You no longer belong to Gianfrancesco. "You are out betimes this morning, Mr. His demeanour then was sober enough to lend colour to that belief. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. “I suppose there’s no way of getting a decent income—independently. I call myself a man of the world, a man of many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister. ’ ‘But what do you want it for, miss?’ ‘But to protect myself. “I wish that I could forget it,” he said.
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