‘Would it so? What sort of a girl is she, then?’
‘She’s a consummate devil,’ Gerald declared roundly. ’ He
paused for the effect of his words to sink in, and then added, ‘Don’t be so ready
to show hackle. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO
exist! You have this home. It was about—a question of what I might do or
might not do. The windows
were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance
of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his
huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly
demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. 14,
Dexter Street, Westminster, she found was not a house but a yard in an obscure
street, with big gates and the name of Podgers & Carlo, Carriers and Furniture
Removers, thereon. ’
Joan sniffed. Here she walked more slowly, looking constantly at the notices in the shop
windows. Only I am not an acquaintance at all.
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