But if we had gone
under—!”
They regarded one another silently, and Ann Veronica had one of her
penetrating flashes. To be exact, it was just
sixteen hours and twenty minutes. The events that had initially followed in the wake of her triumph over Emile
Gosse had quite confused and dazed her. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk,
leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded
by tufted trees. Bulging out more in the
middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end,
—a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased
by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced,
like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance
from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. It was your sister who
married Sir John Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t it?”
Anna nodded. ‘I am perfectly devoted to him, as well he
knows. “What a beautiful mare’s nest!” she exclaimed.
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