"'Faith, an' you may say that," returned a watchman, who was wiping a ruddy
stream from his brow; "they've broken the paice, and our pates into the bargain. And thus it was that she
came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. “Cheveney!” she repeated. If Gerald knew, what should
stop Gosse from finding out? Perhaps he was even now at the lawyer. He laughed to hide his uneasiness. But, since I've seen the friend and companion of my childhood, Thames Darrell,
I've no heart for it. Only identity, and a
chance to be someone other than a nun. Unless he can arise
from the bottom of the Thames, where he and his abhorred father lie buried, you
will never behold him again in this world.
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