His eyes swept down and Melusine felt the quiver at her lips where he gazed. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. It’s so different from what one has been led to expect. And she would have to go tomorrow. There was only one idea in his head now—to batter and bruise and crush this weakling, then cast him at the feet of his love-lorn wife. And the opportunity to share in your exciting adventures was just too tempting to be put aside. He thought, too, of the fretful invalid who lay in the next room to his, whose money had created his business and made his position in the world. I was rude and stupid. And, thrusting a piece of iron into his mouth, he forced him out of the room. Before very long I hope to have definite work. He could not doubt it. Wood fancied he recognised. " "Thought so. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray.
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