” Her hand hung over the side of her chair nearest to him. ’ Speeding down the two flights of stairs, Gerald mentally thanked God that it was the practice of himself and Roding—in case of emergency, of which this was a prime example—to stable their horses at the posting inns all the way to London. Someone ought to be with him until the doctor arrives. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart. Stir a foot, and I strike. Across the blackboard the colored chalks flew like flights of variously tinted rockets as diagram after diagram flickered into being. "Hold!" interposed Thames, "he can do no more mischief. Yes!" she screamed, "these are his father's features! It is—it is my son!" "Mother!" cried Thames; "are you, indeed, my mother?" "I am, indeed—my own sweet boy!" she sobbed, pressing him tenderly to her breast. Between herself and yonder evil mind she had the strongest buckler God could give—love. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. Oh, they are married fast. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. Do not disquiet yourself. Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. Accordingly, he proceeded to a gate which stood upon the south, and guarded the passage communicating with the leads.
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