You owe what
I have done for you, to him, not to me. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier
quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding
cynically. “That was a moment of madness,” she said. He was really very proud of her,
and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her
absolute security without him. "But, what of that? It'll be a
lesson to him in future, and will show him the folly of doing a good-natured
action!"
But perceiving that his companion did not relish his pleasantry and fearing that
his sympathy for the carpenter's situation might betray him into some act of
imprudence, Jonathan, without further remark, and by way of putting an end to
the discussion, let himself drop through the roof. And yet it was basically a fine action. "For my part, I don't think you ever quite got over the accident you met
with on the night of the Great Storm. The place to which you
went was not the English Embassy, and the whole performance was a fraud. "
"Nor any one else in his senses," rejoined Wood, with a laugh. “She is likely
somewhere on the road or perhaps in town, finding
victims.
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