She closed her eyes as if
asleep, her hands folded neatly on her abdomen. In any
case, there was no doing anything on a Sunday and Brewis Charvill, his main
quarry, had gone out of town unexpectedly. But I must—I ought—”
“I MUST talk about this. "What has happened?" asked Sister Prudence. "
"And never should again, were he mine," rejoined Jonathan. Things now began to wear so serious a aspect that a messenger was secretly
despatched to the Savoy for troops, and in half an hour a regiment of the guards
arrived, who by dint of great exertion succeeded in partially dispersing the
tumultuous assemblage. Clotilde rushed out of the house,
carrying her boy and tugging her girl by the ear. The books would be soaked and
ruined in the rain anyway through the thin skin of the
pack. ”
“Don’t tempt me,” she said, laughing, and drawing her opera-cloak together. ‘You
should rather be arresting the girl and throwing her into gaol for attempted
murder.
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