It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. With some difficulty, they managed to negotiate the passage with their burden and carry him out into the library. Presently he turned to Courtlaw. " "And Thames Darrell would do anything for you, Jack," replied a blithe voice. Talked about his years, his position and his constituents, and always sneaked off back to his hotel just when the fun was going to begin. Gerald raised a questioning eyebrow. "But we must be getting along if we are to lunch in the tower of the water-clock. "Close the wicket, Austin," vociferated Ireton, in an authoritative tone.
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