I know something about
men. While the watermen were contending with the eddies
occasioned by the fall below the bridge, Jonathan observed a perceptible shudder
run through Trenchard's frame. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued
her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that
might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was
something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the
mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little
dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful. “Want to see the upstairs?”
“Sure. They are all at prayer at
this hour. E. McClintock does it; and he knows why. You denied it at the time—but unfortunately I have proof. Why did he take me?’
Martha’s damp eyes were puzzled. ‘Oh, peste,’ she cried out in distressed tones. ” He
crossed himself and grinned. “Nigel, don’t you understand. It was years before your time. ”
“Yeah, they seem so nice. Now, it
was a wilderness of weeds.
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