CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. Great stone staircases leading no one knew whither, and long gloomy passages, impressed the occasional visitor with the idea that he was traversing a building of vast extent; and, though this was not the case in reality, the deception was so cleverly contrived that it seldom failed of producing the intended effect. 250 Michelle intercepted John before he reached the backstage entrance. " "Well, it's mighty fine of you to break your journey in this fashion—for someone you don't know, a passer-by. Why was he there? why did the tempter dare to invade that sacred spot! She could not answer her own questions, but vague fearful suspicions passed through her mind. ‘Her name is Melusine Charvill,’ Gerald began. I cannot be intimate—’ stressing the word with a deep look ‘— with one I feel to be a stranger. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given herself away. "And who taught it you—the landlord, Joe Hind?" "No; one Blueskin, a fellow who frequents the Lion," answered Jack, with a degree of candour that astonished his master nearly as much as his confidence.
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