He had never wanted daughters. He kept his keen eyes steadily fixed on Thames, as if awaiting to be addressed. A fine doctor from the Arte de Medici e Speziali was commissioned directly from Rome to oversee her care. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. "Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat. She tried to be casual. She would come and sit cross-legged just beyond the bamboo curtain and silently watch him at work.
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