Altogether different. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. The last time Pottiswick had called out the militia on suspicion of intruders in Remenham House, a large rodent had been all the spoil. “If it will keep you busy,” he said, with a faintly ironical smile. "To-morrow it will be mine. He would see this sister. But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the point of the sword at her throat. He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at the business-like equipment of the room. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. He saw that his words were falling upon dull ears. She would not be driven in by this persistent, sneaking aggression. The latch had not fully caught.
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