She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. Then her fingers moved. ’ Kimble’s eyes widened. He had meant to be master of his fate that evening and it had escaped him altogether. But it don't much matter—though he's a devilish shrewd fellow, and might have helped me out of a difficulty, had any occurred. I offered him a hundred to watch Spurlock. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet, life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone. She moved her elbow nearer to him and spoke in a still lower tone.
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