The discussion
wandered, and was punctuated with bread and butter. A remittance man. Funk! I’ll see it out. ‘Who the devil is Leonardo?’ demanded Roding impatiently, asking the
question that had leapt into the major’s mind. “You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill
they called him?”
He nodded. In the distance a bell clanged, and chattering broke out in the doorway as
several nuns came crowding in. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the
inky waters below. A
lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage!
Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her
neck. ’
Gerald shrugged. But he was so feeble, that it seemed scarcely possible he
could offer any effectual resistance in case of an attack. ”
“We are,” said Ann Veronica. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the
harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess.
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