“You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary
which men applied to certain types of blondes. "
"I understand," replied Thames; "be it as you will. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. “Alone, dear?”
“Yes, aunt. The prostitute’s attack
was predictable, typical. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she
had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. He could think about it
later. ’
‘And where do you propose to go?’ enquired Gerald carefully. "
"That, alone, ought to have prevented you from acting as you did, Jack,"
returned Thames, gravely.
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