He
would ask her to come to dinner with him in some little Italian or semiBohemian restaurant in the district toward Soho, or in one of the more stylish
and magnificent establishments about Piccadilly Circus, and for the most part
she did not care to refuse. This spot, which still retains its name, acquired the
appellation from an old crone who lived there, and who, in addition to a very
equivocal character for honesty, enjoyed the reputation of being a witch. ‘You do not believe me?’
‘I do not. For what indeed does she do? A simple song, no gesture, no acting,
nothing. Until that
was done a certain experience of life assured him that a girl is a locked coldness
against a man’s approach. Still, they bob up occasionally. But nobody drinks on my
island unless I offer it, which is seldom. He had already spoken his mind on the folly of allowing a
clearly dangerous female to escape a second time. ”
Lucy appeared and appraised him briefly,
nonchalantly. ’
Kimble’s eyes widened. And immeasurable was the calm evolved from this knowledge.
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