Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women. Spurlock (himself verging upon the hysterical) welcomed the diversion. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. But anything is better than this. "Here!" shrieked Lady Trafford. He smiled. Do you know, Ann Veronica, it is all a lie about your birth certificate; a forgery—and fooling at that. After debating with himself for some time whether he should employ an assistant, or make the attempt alone, his love of gain overcame his fears, and he decided upon the latter plan. The very facts that Miss Miniver never stated an argument clearly, that she was never embarrassed by a sense of self-contradiction, and had little more respect for consistency of statement than a washerwoman has for wisps of vapor, which made Ann Veronica critical and hostile at their first encounter in Morningside Park, became at last with constant association the secret of Miss Miniver’s growing influence. I only wish he was not a Papist and a Jacobite. Most of the mob were armed with pikes, staves, swords, muskets, and other weapons, and offered a most desperate resistance to the soldiery, whom they drove back with a shower of paving-stones.
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