“Her husband was a county councillor, and she has a niece who comes to see her in a carriage. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. If you attempt to play the traitor, you will do so at the hazard of your life. And as for not knowing me, you abominable little liar, you’re perfectly aware that we met at Remenham House. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. Hear me, adorable girl! You know not the extent of my devotion. Not afraid of me, either. I have forgot all about the sword until the capitaine has come. You could not have aided and assisted us more effectively by trying to drown yourself in the sea. ‘Though he didn’t mean it. If a certain kink in your sense of honour will not permit you to go to her as a lover, go to her as a comrade.
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