Here he halted;
and, looking upwards, read, at the foot of an immense sign-board, displaying a
gaudily-painted angel with expanded pinions and an olive-branch, not the name
he expected to find, but that of WILLIAM KNEEBONE, WOOLLENDRAPER. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to
the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. Wood, in
his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. “Bless you, sweetheart. The
boy she had loved was gone. Would you mind drawing them back?”
Ennison sprang up, but he never reached the curtains. ”
“You know all?”
“Your sister has told me. Lucia confined herself to her quarters, wondering
when they would flee to the country as so many other
houses had done. “Beasts!”
But Miss Miniver took no notice of his admission.
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