Then he opened the study door and called
“Mollie!” and returned to assume an attitude of authority on the hearthrug,
before the blue flames and orange glow of the gas fire. The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal
at all. The Morning Post was hungry for governesses and nursery governesses,
but held out no other hopes; the Daily Telegraph that morning seemed eager only
for skirt hands. Why should they be?
She and Ramage were friends, very good friends. 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.
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