Chapter Two
‘Our French friends are beginning to form quite a little coterie,’ remarked
Gerald, covertly studying the group gathered in an alcove at the other side of
Lady Bicknacre’s ballroom. ‘If you imagine you’re going
to use one ungentlemanly act to manipulate me, you very much mistake the
matter. Art was everywhere,
underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form
of architecture. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and,
rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower
and broad roof, immediately in front of him. “A most wonderful likeness, too. "Coward!" cried Kneebone. I almost died from this flu. As he fell, he caught at the
projecting masonry. In the end he broke his own heart along with your mother's.
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