"I could hang him now if I liked. I’ve got imagination. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. Sheila bellowed, a great wail of a sound from deep in her belly, flinging her tremendous weight towards him. "Rowland," said Lady Trafford, regarding him with a look of indescribable anxiety, "you have assured me that I shall behold my son. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed. "But vere'll be the use o' vinnin'? you von't live to pay me. He drew a little sigh of relief. Gerald did not know who she was, but he knew who she was not. ’ Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening. "For the caption!" replied Jackson, coolly drawing a brace of pistols from his pockets. Proof that the scoundrel had risen from the dead—for he was dead to his father! He glared at the female whose appearance in England had revived those painful memories—churning unbearably since Brewis Charvill had brought him the news and put him in the worst of tempers—and the fury spilled out.
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