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From: | Olivia Mcghee |
Subject: | [Chinese-authors] zoom |
Date: | Mon, 18 Sep 2006 15:33:18 +0200 |
Down at the harbour there isJacob Gregarsen, who is
in charge of the motor-boat.
But I willnot have you endanger yourself for me. It
seemed queer to be contemplating asiege in a treasure house.
That was bad enough, but my realperplexity was what
we should be called on to fight about. Whatcaught the eye was the amazing
greenness.
Little did either of usguess that these two
children were to be our salvation.
My trouble was that I could not see how the affair
could finish. I thought that all of them had beengathered in, but I was
mistaken.
That was bad enough, but my realperplexity was what
we should be called on to fight about.
There were three dayswhen he slipped away from me,
and now I know what he was doing. I dont rememberabout Carreras, but Im positive
about Martel. Otherwise I didnt let him often out of my sight.
We all exclaimed, for it sounded the maddest risk
to take.
The old stiffnessbetween the two had gone, and they
had become like brother andsister.
If thingswere as they were a year ago, I believe we
could settle the wholebusiness out of hand.
The mainquarrel now is not between Haraldsen and
the Pack, but betweenDlngraville and me. You see, I was on my own ground and he was
astranger, so I had a pull on him. Then he looked at Sandy, of whom he had hitherto
been rather inawe.
Also, it is right that she should share in my
destiny. The old stiffnessbetween the two had gone, and they had become like brother
andsister. It was fire that Huldas Folk employed to work theirmost evil deeds. There
could be no end to the business unless eitherDIngraville or Sandy perished.
Verydifferent was the reality in that blue August weather.
First came a vast hall, at least a hundredfeet long
and the full height of the house. We all felt the tension of the moment, and
hewanted to keep the temperature down.
If you left her here, they might make ahostage of
her.
That rotten Greeksentence that Macgillivray had
quoted stuck in my mind. If I shirked hischallenge I should never sleep in my bed
again. Also theweather suddenly began to change.
Even if they had the bigger man-power, we could
summon help.
The sparking-plug had gone, and the main feedpipe
had been cut through. Some trawler put in for water, he said;many of them carry
boats with out-board motors. The first day of the fineweather he had nothing to
report. Its no good oursheltering here any longer.
It seemed queer to be contemplating asiege in a
treasure house. You remember, Dick, the collection of toughs thatCastor called his
Bodyguard.
Verydifferent was the reality in that blue August
weather. There werepastures beside the burns, as bright with flowers as any
Englishmeadow.
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