” Brendon laughed softly. The key's in the lock, on the inner side. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. Thinking of Mantua, she wandered to the courtyard. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted, and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in such garments as could be most easily slipped on. You have never felt the hearts of all hardened against you; have never heard the jeer or curse from every lip; nor endured the insult and the blow from every hand. And not only so, but that it was after all, a more systematic and particular method of examining just the same questions that underlay the discussions of the Fabian Society, the talk of the West Central Arts Club, the chatter of the studios and the deep, the bottomless discussions of the simple-life homes. ‘I thank you. ‘Anyhow, never mind that now. She had trembled on the verge of such a resolution before, but this time quite definitely she made it. She threw her arms around Rollo's neck and laid her cheek upon the flea-bitten head.
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