She tried to be casual. "
"Ja," answered Van Galgebrok. "It's a
mysterious transaction altogether. "Here we part,—perhaps
for ever. ‘Come, I told you I wish to know everything about you. It was not possible
for him to have been deceived. At least here she was safe. It's fortunate we've no more Jack Sheppards, or I should stand but a poor chance. She propped a pillow against his padded headboard
and sat herself into a stiff upright position, legs expertly
crossed. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current,
which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. It was as much accident as anything, but she had
killed him. His gaze
drawn, Gerald watched him dip to pick up a crushed square of white linen and a
starched object that resembled a helmet.
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