And there arose too, a background of shouts. He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. ‘Now I see why you’re marrying this woman, Hilary. The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me. ‘Who kills who?’ ‘Rot in hell,’ he snarled, panting, and managed to push himself forward and leap off the dais, running for the safety of the far aisle by the wall. What a heat that news had wrought. “Steady on!” he cried. However, I daresay that we shall come across one another before long. I did all for the best, I'm sure.
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