Blood Money (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Blood Money What I disliked about the man was that he moved so silently. I had no idea Linke was near me. I was drowsing before the gun-room fire, the cat on one knee and the spaniel snoring at my feet. It was the only home-like room in that great house. And there was already a resolve forming in my head to quit... Clear out of this tame country and voyage West again, take another grip at fortune with both hands. They're big hands and they ought to be able to hold tight, especially if one isn't too particular about the way they get there. My eyes were closed, I smelt the dust of a trail, heard the creak of harness, felt between my knees the heaving flanks of a horse, saw the plain stretching up the foot-hills and the Great Range beyond... and then a word dispelled the vision and I heard Linke's respectful, oily voice at my elbow. "His lordship wishes to see you sir." "Who?" I said, opening one eye. "His lordship, sir - in the library." I suppose I shall never get used to hearing Dad called that. But there's no doubt it suits my father very well, it fits him like a glove, he looks the part. I never shall. I don't even want to. When the footman had gone - I have no idea how much we owed him in wages - I got up, brushed the ash from my jacket, and started for the door. And there I hesitated, scarcely knowing why. I wonder, had I known then what was to come of that commonplace summons, whether I should have just reached for my hat and walked out of Stanways - turned my back on Fate? About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.