Then a third secretarial opening occurred and renewed her hopes again: a position as amanuensis—with which some of the lighter duties of a nurse were combined— to an infirm gentleman of means living at Twickenham, and engaged upon a great literary research to prove that the “Faery Queen” was really a treatise upon molecular chemistry written in a peculiar and picturesquely handled cipher. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. ’ ‘He had no further need of them,’ Gosse said and his laugh sounded heartless to Melusine. The house was eerily silent, which alerted her to the idea that someone might be listening. God send the fellow did turn out to be a spy! Beckoning Roding on, Gerald crept down the corridor towards the source of the swishing he had heard. Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in. She had never said anything so horrible to anyone in her life.
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