"By the avenger of his family's dishonour—by your brother," he replied, coolly. "His wife is still living," returned Kneebone, drily. Jonathan looked in that direction, and beheld the fugitives riding off in triumph. While the girl kept the patient from dwelling upon his misfortunes, whatever these were, he himself would have to keep the girl from brooding over hers. Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. ‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one. ‘Jacques!’ He stopped, but he did not turn. If you had lived twenty years ago you would have been called a Young Person, and it would have been your chief duty in life not to know, never to have heard of, and never to understand. ” He said flatly. Jack instandly extinguished the light, and called to his comrade to come after him.
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