At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread. She wanted him so badly it hurt. And this clear-visioned child had comprehended that only half the rogues were really ill. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent. Why did the beggar hang on down there, when he could have enjoyed all that civilization had to offer? Yes, he would be mighty glad to see McClintock; and the sooner he came the better. Opposite the gallows was an open gallery, or scaffolding, like the stand at a racecourse, which, on state occasions, was crowded with spectators. ‘You see,’ he pursued blandly, ‘I lead a life of the most intolerable boredom. But he had always felt (he had never allowed himself to think of it) that the promptitude of their family was a little indelicate of her, and in a sense an intrusion.
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