Recovering himself quickly his instinct of self-defence was quicker
than his recollection of Anna’s presence. She had been
obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who
had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his
mistress—guarding the door outside. Somebody to whom she would be necessary, who for days would have to depend
upon her for the needs of life. How fortunate that she recognises the
resemblance. "Shall I help you on with it, Sir?" replied the Jew, becoming suddenly respectful. Danger, in the form he
apprehended, was lurking outside: nor was he destined to enjoy long repose. She looked
about, watching a massive green storm cloud building in
the west. After knocking for some time at the door without effect, he tried the latch, and to
his surprise found it open. Everything, Miss Miniver said, was “working up,” everything was “coming
on”—the Higher Thought, the Simple Life, Socialism, Humanitarianism, it was
all the same really. “You poor thing. He was astonished. "Do you mean to say you will interfere—"
"I mean to say this," interrupted Wild, with contemptuous calmness, "that I'll
neither allow you to leave England nor the profession you've engaged in.
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