"A friend," replied Jonathan, uncocking the pistol, and placing it in his pocket. "Marry, come up! Mightn't he just as reasonably
complain of your being a Hanoverian and a Presbyterian? It's all matter of
opinion. A knot of three policemen in
conflict with her staggered toward Ann Veronica’s attendants and distracted their
attention. The wall of the sky, the wall of the
horizon, the wall behind which each human being hid—the wall behind which
she herself was hiding! If only her mother had lived, her darling mother!
Presently the unhappy puzzlement left her face; and an inward glow began to
lighten it. It was also cold, and dark,
for there had been no time to light the lantern. ‘She means thanks to you, General,’ Gerald translated automatically, forgetful
of his old commander’s fiery temper. "
"You shall be treated according to your deserts, then," said Jonathan,
maliciously. Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call
him “Mangles!”
“I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into
another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. "Miss Enschede, you're seven kinds of a brick!"
"A brick?"
He chuckled.
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