His Other Wife: A Novel — page 191: what you’re looking at

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ON BOARD THE MADCAL 183 from first to last; and only the white horror that blanched and contorted his features evinced his conviction thata doom inevitable and dreadful had overtaken him. As the guard conducted their prisoner down the hall, a wild, unearthly shriek resounded from above, followed by the fall of a human body. Glancing up the stairway, whence the rending cry had sped, Mathew Croft beheld, prone on her face, the black- robed form of the half-blind housekeeper, Mrs. Foster. CHAPTER XIX. ON BOARD THE MADCAP, Day is declining, and the sun sinks like a great world of dull red flame into the sea, off the coast of one of the Bahama Isles. The atmosphere is sultry and thick, and in the dead calm that broods over the sullen waves lurks the presence of a tropical storm. There is barely breeze enough to keep afloat the canvas of a small, doubtful- looking craft that heads toward the barren island, whose cliffs are just visible through the lurid, murky air to three ‘men who stand upon the quarter-deck of thedingy vessel. One of these men holds a sea-glass toward the coast, and says to the others: © pote hi ae aes : d ‘¢T don’t see what better we can do than put in to shore Eomicbooks:.¢o =|