” He threw the stone protecting the crypt to one side. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing. He might not condone it, but the feelings that had prompted it augured well for Melusine’s safety. " As Jonathan said this, Jack's hand involuntarily sought a pistol. ‘Not kill me, I mean. My name is Wild— Jonathan Wild. I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. . “You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone.
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