A tourist caravan of four pole-chairs jogged along a narrow street. His subjects, however, were no longer entirely under his control; and, though he managed to enforce some little attention to his commands, it was evident his authority was waning fast. ’ Even as they watched, a shadow passed across one of the apertures. Then Gosse spoke again, answering the question in her mind. Gerald crossed back to the window. “Many nights I have thought of you, Anna. This—all this swamps them. I would have heard her. Suspicion was in his face. The primitive superstition of his Puritan forbears was his; and before this the buckler of his education disintegrated.
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