The Ragged Edge. People do call their unlawful children
strange names. She waited
for him to leave the room, and turned back to Gerald. Of this boy she had only caught a
glimpse;—but that glimpse was sufficient to satisfy her it was her son,—and, if
she could have questioned her own instinctive love, she could not question her
antipathy, when she beheld, partly concealed by a pillar immediately in the rear
of the woollen-draper, the dark figure and truculent features of Jonathan Wild. "
"Won't you take me?"
"No; you must await my return here. For she knew that men married to get something. "
"Arrested!" exclaimed Trenchard, drawing his sword. . ’
‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed
her head to droop onto his chest. ’
‘Hadn’t the wit, you mean. \" He said. “Only four spoonsful left,” she declared briskly, “and your turn to buy the next
pound, Sydney. ’
A trifle discomposed at being caught examining his surroundings, Gerald was
provoked into retort. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels.
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