A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. “What makes you ask such a question, Vee?” she said. “You have been very kind to me,” she said. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. Your mother, for what it’s worth to you—for there’s nothing for you here, by God!—was the woman I chose for Nicholas. She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. “How did you find me?” He asked. "The lash cuts to the bone. I suppose because it IS the chief thing in life. \" He rose and departed. Remember! not a word!" So saying, he huddled the mantle over Wood's shoulders, dashed the lantern to the ground, and extinguished the light. Though encumbered by his irons, his step was firm, and his demeanour dignified.
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