By and by the tramp of horses' feet was heard slowly ascending Snow Hill, and
presently a troop of grenadier guards rode into the area facing Newgate. ’
The lad Kimble moved swiftly to the door and walked out of the room. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily
built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain:
“A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear;
A man scores always, everywhere. "But vere'll be the use o' vinnin'? you von't live to
pay me. ’ He called through the library door. His employer retreated into the further
apartment, leaving the door ajar. "Certain. We were fellow
passengers from Charing Cross, and we have been fellow lodgers in the Rue
d’Entrepot. I’m in a mess—a
nasty mess! a filthy mess! Oh, no end of a mess!
“Do you hear, Ann Veronica?—you’re in a nasty, filthy, unforgivable mess!
“Haven’t I just made a silly mess of things?
“Forty pounds! I haven’t got twenty!”
She got up, stamped with her foot, and then, suddenly remembering the lodger
below, sat down and wrenched off her boots. “Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where
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it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but
mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long
white gown.
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