The villagers were thronging to church. Coarse as were the ruffian's notions of feminine beauty, he could not be insensible to the surpassing loveliness of the fair creature, who had thus solicited his attention. They confronted each other, barely feet apart, neither apparently any longer aware of anyone else in the room. He was damned if he knew what to do. " "Not your only chance, Thames," returned Jack, in the same undertone; "but your best. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame? Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform. “I can’t imagine it,” said Miss Miniver.
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