‘But who was he, Gerald?’
‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. We sha’n’t hang up on any misunderstanding. “This stirs one. The floor was thickly strewn
with sawdust and shavings; and across the room ran a long and wide bench,
furnished at one end with a powerful vice; next to which three nails driven into
the boards served, it would appear from the lump of unconsumed tallow left in
their custody, as a substitute for a candlestick. He must be a sly fox to get out of the
Mint without my knowledge. "You mean, it doesn't
matter?"
"Poor Hoddy! When you were ill in Canton, out of your head, you babbled
words. She tossed her
head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door.
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