Sir John felt that after all forty-five was not so very old. ’ ‘I thought so,’ Gerald said with satisfaction. The floor was planked with oak, and covered with iron staples, hooks, and ringbolts, with heavy chains attached to them. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. This woman, contrary to his custom, he answered. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down. The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors.
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