"Well, gentlemen," rejoined Wood, mildly; "since Mr. ” An awkward moment of
silence followed. "But I have one last request to make. "
"'Tis he, by Heaven!" cried Jonathan; "this is lucky. ‘Gérard—’
‘What now?’ he asked, rife with suspicion. “Think of the mockery!” she said. If you’ve got anything to say, you must say it
to your aunt—”
“But look here, daddy!”
He flapped the Times at her with an imperious gesture. ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his
chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat. Supper was over. Brendon and I are great chums,” he went on nervously. ”
“How?”
“Well—a little clumsily. This incredible scene robbed him of the sense
of locomotion. Men were going
hither and thither with barrows, and ladders and ropes, removing the rubbish,
and trying to support the tottering habitations. Kneebone he's not
here. They then clambered over a hedge, and scaling another wall, got into the garden
at the back of the house.
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