”
“How long had he been in the hospital?” Courtlaw asked. But all this business has
driven it clean out of my head. ’
‘Had the advantage of her this time,’ Roding put in before Gerald could
respond. I wanted the magic of love. ‘Lawks-a-mussy! It’s Miss Mary. just furtive meetings. . It was at his side below the
breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket. Well, they’d got to
the pheasants, and in a little while he would smoke. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were
placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed
by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:—
"Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
And laughs to think Monroe would take her down,
Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand,
Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. “I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as
your friend. Indeed, I've heard him say that, but for
his wife, he would shelter her under his own roof.
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