But first, we’ve got to secure the convent. Thunder rumbled behind the manicured hills. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. You don’t know what you’re saying, and I hope you never will. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones. After I took the bills it was too late to turn back. “Indeed!” Anna answered indifferently. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. ” “Forty what?” Anna asked bewildered. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall.
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