During this movement, Jack grasped the barrel of his pistol, held in his breath, and motioned to Blueskin, who bared a long knife, to keep still. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. Before a word could be said, however, a slight noise was heard in the chimney, and Jack with his irons on descended from it. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. ‘It was a good chance for a new life,’ Joan explained, venturing to face Melusine again, ‘and Martha took it. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. With this view, he suffered him to pass on.
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