‘Cousin? But I am a fool. I shall have no faith in future in bolts and bars. ‘But I find you excessively rude, Gérard. For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf. You were pointed out to me at—a few nights ago. All that was needed to complete the simile was that the girl should burst into song. The Jacobite daws want a scarecrow. And probably the girl would wear herself out, too. Or had you not noticed?’ He sneered. They were in many respects so right; she clung to that, and shirked more and more the paradoxical conviction that they were also somehow, and even in direct relation to that rightness, absurd. Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. She evolved a dim image of herself cooped up in a house under the benevolent shadow of Mr. ’ ‘Your groom? What for?’ ‘Get him to wait outside.
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