She dropped beside
the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the
hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and
broke his leg. They then clambered over a hedge, and scaling another wall, got into the garden
at the back of the house. There’s hardly a
night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. Every rule is against me—Why did I let you begin this? I might have told—”
“I don’t see that you could help—”
“I might have helped—”
“You couldn’t. But that is
men all over. And meanwhile, we’ll just have these no
doubt potentially lethal little claws of yours out of harm’s way. ’
‘Gammon,’ interrupted Hilary scornfully. "
"'Bloody and deceitful men shall not live half their days'," said Wood, reading
aloud another passage. Tears sprang to her eyes. Jack fell on his knees beside her. "I've done with you.
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