” She wondered how much history she could reinvent before losing track of her own lies. ’ ‘How do you do?’ Gerald said pleasantly, stepping from the pillared portico and coming down the shallow stairway. She hoped that Shari would not be too brokenhearted about her disappearance. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. Then he rallied, smiling a little. A single blanket constituted his sole covering at night. They had escaped from the New Prison, it is true; but the wall of Clerkenwell Bridewell, by which that jail was formerly surrounded, and which was more than twenty feet high, and protected by formidable and bristling chevaux de frise, remained to be scaled. Nor can we. It could not go on much longer, her luck.
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