But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. Mary Remenham had passed on her every feature to the daughter whose advent had taken her from this world. Ennison was deeply interested. “Like him who stood on Darien I view uncharted sea Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights Before my Queen and me. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the point of the sword at her throat. Take care of the old clothesman, and leave the rest to me. There's my thumb upon it. I know something about men.
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