12/43 Quickly, but eloquently, Blood expressed his thanks, where he knew that no thanks were due. "You have opened for me the gates of hope." In that at least he tittered no more than the bare truth, and expressed it very baldly. It was, indeed, as if a door had been suddenly flung open to the sunlight for escape from a dark prison in which a man had thought to spend his life. Also he must consult another. For such a voyage a navigator would be necessary, and a navigator was ready to his hand in Jeremy Pitt. |