The old man Pottiswick, still grumbling, much to Melusine’s disgust, had
gone on his errand to his daughter’s house some two miles distant. “You know I’m old-fashioned, Miss Stanley. But now that this bar is removed, I trust I may, without impropriety, urge it. 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. ‘Not yet, madame. Keep your eye upon the lad. ’
‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. The city presented a terrible picture of devastation. In
remote times and countries its evil tendencies had expressed themselves in the
form of tyrannies, massacres, wars, and what not; but just at present in England
they shaped as commercialism and competition, silk hats, suburban morals, the
sweating system, and the subjection of women. Wood in very characteristic attitudes, occupied a prominent place on
the walls.
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