She paused for a moment. Fifty pupils. ’ ‘Couldn’t help but do so, ma’am,’ said Mrs Ibstock. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. Sometimes ships would stop three or four days for water and repairs; and the men would carouse in the back room at Morgan's. All alone; and nobody cared whether he lived or died. Oh! and love—love! We’ve had so splendid a time, and fought our fight and won. ’ Gerald moved to the long sofa, dusted it with elaborate care with one of its cushions, and with a gesture invited her to sit down.
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