She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. He knew she was out there, he could feel it. But, when he got to the door with this intention, he became ashamed of his fears; and feeling convinced that Jack —bad as he might be—was not capable of such atrocious conduct as to plunder his benefactor twice, he contented himself with looking to the priming of his pistols, and placing them near him, to be ready in case of need, he threw himself on the bed and speedily fell asleep. "And who is this Van Gal—Gal—what's his outlandish name?" "Van Galgebrok," replied the widow. "Where is your accursed master?" demanded Blueskin, holding the sword to his throat. The white haze of poison clouded her eyes. " "Here!" ejaculated Wood, with a look of alarm.
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