It was in no sense confessional; it was a state of mind in the patient the doctor had already anticipated. Upon a table, where they had been hastily deposited, on the intelligence of Darrell's accident, lay a pair of pink kid gloves, bordered with lace, and an enormous fan; the latter, when opened, represented the metamorphosis and death of Actæon. ‘That’s better. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. . The smell of gunpowder was strong in the room. ’ ‘What is all this about your proof?’ demanded Roding, diverted. It's all very well to read him a lesson, and teach him obedience; but you've gone far enough for that. Well might she do so, Gerald thought in irritation. She read voraciously, and presently, because of her aunt’s censorship, she took to smuggling any books she thought might be prohibited instead of bringing them home openly, and she went to the theatre whenever she could produce an acceptable friend to accompany her. Kneebone took his leave.
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