As Leonardo had himself pronounced, who better than a mountebank to teach of the perils awaiting the unwary? Who better than a wastrel to demonstrate the worth of thrift? And who could instruct better in the matter of affections than one who had thrown them away? ‘If he had loved me,’ she said, in the flat tone she had learned to use to conceal her vulnerable heart, ‘he would have left me at Remenham House to live a life of an English lady. We have lived under the same roof, but our ways seem to have lain wide apart. "I should be perfectly miserable if I thought you in earnest. ’ ‘And she’d be right,’ Martha said severely. ’ ‘I think you understand me very well. “Forgive me,” he said. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am.
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