I killed him, Nigel. His face was that of a quick, intelligent-looking boy, with fine hazel eyes, and a clear olive complexion. ’ ‘I don’t want to think it,’ he said, and she thrilled to the savagery in his tone. Treasure caves to explore! All through these trying days she had recurrently wondered what this strange young man would have to say that Dickens and Hugo had not already said. "Ah! Terry O'Flaherty!" he cried, shouting after the Irishman, who took to his heels as soon as he found his murderous attempt unsuccessful; "you may run, but you'll not get out of my reach. “I want to be your friend,” he said.
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