‘Would it so? What sort of a girl is she, then?’
‘She’s a consummate devil,’ Gerald declared roundly. In one angle of the room stood a disused fire-place, with a rusty
grate and broken chimney-piece; in the other there was a sort of box, contrived
between the wall and the boards, that looked like an apology for a cupboard. Your kid has already brought me good luck, and may bring me still more
if his edication's attended to. . ‘Exactly like my father. Lord knew why he had any interest in an
impertinent girl who would certainly have spit him with that dagger! He reached
into his pocket and brought it out, examining it in the increasing light as he
slowly made his way back up the terrace. CHAPTER THE NINTH
DISCORDS
Part 1
One afternoon, soon after Ann Veronica’s great discovery, a telegram came
into the laboratory for her. She thought of them as fools, but had been sorry to
see them go. You were afraid of me, afraid that I should have
been shocked, afraid of the scandal. “You see,” he said,
“you are like an inaccessible gold-mine in all this sort of matter. ”
“It was a mistake,” she faltered. ”
He rowed a stroke and watched the swirl of water from his oar broaden and
die away. Some one was standing beside him.
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