But to England we will go. He began to tell me something—and
stopped. Superimposed was the agitating thought of what would follow the death of this
unwelcome guest: confusion, poking authorities, British and American red tape. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing
Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant
corner with a lump in her throat. Coolly and gingerly,
she kissed it as it stood at its hard angle from his body. Kneebone was attired in the extremity of the mode. Returning to Mrs Sindlesham’s chair, he
held up the miniature so the face depicted there was turned towards the old lady. She pushed the former and it opened. But he had scarcely advanced a step, when he was felled to the
ground by a blow from the powerful arm of Kneebone, who, instantly possessing
himself of a pistol, levelled it at Jackson's head.
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