He, however, made no remark at the time, but instantly prepared to set out. Yesterday this glorious creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. He shut his eyes and groped for the wall to steady himself, wondering if this bit of mummery would get over. ‘I’ve finished me report, sir,’ Trodger said aggrievedly. He made a note of the idea and stored it away. Still, he was puzzled because McClintock had not spoken. The struggles of the wounded man were desperate—so desperate, that in his agony he overset the table, and, in the confusion, tore off the cloth, and disclosed a face horribly mutilated, and streaming with blood.
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