"You've given him a broken head, I perceive. " "You have no son," rejoined Sir Rowland, moodily. The old fool’s been working on you through your sister to keep off the stage. The thought allured him, and therein lay the danger. I am entirely English, as you know well. It was as much accident as anything, but she had killed him. No fear o' that. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. I have gone without dinner for three nights, and—come in.
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