"What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. My nerves were in rags. Probably his first
serious bout with John Barleycorn. "
"Go, Sir," rejoined the knight, haughtily. It’s a tremendous blow, of course—but it doesn’t kill me. 'It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far,
far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known. And,
yet, I don't know. For
every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf. ’
Speeding down the two flights of stairs, Gerald mentally thanked God that it
was the practice of himself and Roding—in case of emergency, of which this
was a prime example—to stable their horses at the posting inns all the way to
London. Goodbye.
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