To
O'Higgins—for all his sordid business he was not insensible to beauty—to
O'Higgins she appeared to have entered the room with the light. "
"Jack!" cried Thames, in indignant surprise. "
Sailors, he thought; and most of them the dregs of the South Seas, casting their
evil glances at this exquisite creature and trying to smirch with innuendo the
crystal clearness of her mind. Was
there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully
furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were
they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a
rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going
astray. She loved the market, the horses
trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road
with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or
a ducat. "Then his case is hopeless. But, it can't be helped.
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