‘But who was he, Gerald?’
‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. I seed he was one,—and a sharp un, too,—at a
glance. ’ He
turned to the goggling footman and thrust him towards the coach. To her, marriage would be a buckler against the
two evils which pursued her. He was afraid if he stayed that he would make a fool of
himself. "
The hint was not lost upon Wood. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain:
“A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear;
A man scores always, everywhere. If the boy was legging it alone…. Perhaps he had lost his loved ones and was wandering over the world
seeking forgetfulness. I want you. At last—I told a story. The stage manager reappeared presently, and made a speech. What a wonderful world it is!" Music.
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