” She smiled. A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but without any name or date. I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword. In truth, she liked Gerald also. ‘He was our first commander, and a more stiff-necked—’ ‘Exactly so,’ concurred Lady Bicknacre. ” “Why on earth—? A man ought to be labelled. ’ Gerald sat back in his chair, thinking hard. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. Chapter XXVIII THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE” There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm.
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