He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles,
The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract
his mind. Here was one of those Americans
who would make him breathless before sundown. “An annuity—a sum of money paid to you yearly or quarterly through my
solicitors, and which you can consider as a gift from your sister. Many’s the young ’un I’ve
seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty
wench. If you had not brought your companion
here, it would not have happened. Mr. "
"More blood! more blood!" cried Trenchard, passing his hand with agony across
his brow. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’
‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. She would always be waiting upon this boy, he mused. If I were to marry you now I should feel a dependent being all
my life—a sort of parasitical creature without blood or muscle. Well, well; all he himself could do would be to watch this singular drama
unroll.
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