"Only don't blame me, whatever happens.

You can't say I have not warned you." He clutched his stick by the middle and strode off down the road.

Mr.
Tredgold, gazing after his retreating figure with a tolerant smile, wondered whether he would take his share of the treasure when it was offered to him.
The anxiety of Miss Vickers at this period was intense.

Particulars of the purchase of the schooner were conveyed to her by letter, but the feminine desire of talking the matter over with somebody became too strong to be denied.

She even waylaid Mr.Stobell one evening, and, despite every discouragement, insisted upon walking part of the way home with him.