At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. I
——”
He stopped short. I may say
that the amount of the annuity I propose to allow you is two hundred a year. ’
‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging
out his own large pocket-handkerchief. But this chap is good wine yet. A married man!—the kind I've never been able to lure down there! But
keep your temper in check. A moment more and he would have been crushed beneath the ponderous
board, when a slight but strong arm arrested its descent. I
came here to beg you not to sign that contract. "
"Are you sure of this?" asked Thames, who, though as brave a lad as need be,
could not repress a shudder at the intelligence. Lucy howled as tooth
met bone, her arm clamped in the trap of Rhea’s huge
canines. Poor Ben
was not so fortunate. “What is the good of pretending?” she said. I don’t
see what you can have to say. “How can you know?”
“I think—perhaps I am rather a cold-blooded person. “Something.
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