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Du Val was hang'd, and the next who came
On the selfsame stone inscribed his name:
"Aha!" quoth the dubsman, with devilish glee,
"Tom Waters your doom is the triple tree!
With your chisel so fine, tra la!"
"Tut, tut, tut," he cried, "what a fool I am to be sure! I ought to have cut John,
not Jack. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on
the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the
foot of the stairs. ’
‘I still think you ought to have waited, miss. "
"Ha!" ejaculated Trenchard. He came in apologetically; all the old “Well, and how ARE we?”
note gone; and once he asked Ann Veronica, almost furtively,
“How’s Alice getting on, Vee?” Finally, on the Day, he appeared like his old
professional self transfigured, in the most beautiful light gray trousers Ann
Veronica had ever seen and a new shiny silk hat with a most becoming roll. Perhaps for the first time he realized that
Anna was by no means an ordinary person. “And here’s where John creates his crazy experiments. The
fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant
demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations.
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