Mrs.Witherspoon ran to him.
"Father!" He lifted his hand, a heavy weight it seemed, and motioned her away.
"The Colossus is ruined!" he hoarsely whispered.

"Ruined.

They'll try to mix me up in it.

Ruined!" "You can't be mixed up in it, and the Colossus will not be ruined," Henry replied.
"Yes, ruined.

You haven't brought me anything but bad luck." "I have brought you the best luck of your life.