In one angle of the room stood a disused fire-place, with a rusty grate and broken chimney-piece; in the other there was a sort of box, contrived between the wall and the boards, that looked like an apology for a cupboard. “That’s a weird name. Once in England, she made all haste to visit Remenham House. A queer nut. "Why, so it is," she said, in mock astonishment. Italians. They are mine! They were sent to ‘Alcide’ not to you. Manning would on no account do, though he was tall and dark and handsome and kind, and thirty-five and adequately prosperous, and all that a husband should be. If Miss Charvill should take it into her head to dash off on some foolish errand, go with her by all means. Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. " CHAPTER XIX. She visualized him as in a policeman’s uniform and quite impassive.
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