“I expect it is
pretty well in shreds by now. . God, Lucy, what’s it been, how
many years?”
“I’m so sorry, John. . She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something
enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite
relief. Brendon,” she said, “if I could ask for advice, or borrow money from any
one, I would from you—there! But I cannot. ‘Gérard—’
‘What now?’ he asked, rife with suspicion. . “I always get off here
and lean over that rail for a bit. V. ”
“You all seem to be trying to pull my leg,” Sir John remarked quietly. He flew to the window, and would have passed his sword through
the thief-taker's body, if the latter had not quickly interposed the person of Mrs.
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