’
She moved quickly to the nearest bookcase, and listened intently to the sound
of Jack’s voice. He was smiling under his
heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. Nothing disheartened by this survey, Jack set to work upon the lock, which he
attacked with all his implements;—now attempting to pick it with the nail;—
now to wrench it off with the bar: but all without effect. "But your dreadful
projects will recoil on your own head. I
must apologize for disturbing you at such an unseemly hour, but I should be very
much obliged if Miss Pellissier would allow me a few minutes’ conversation. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were
placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed
by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:—
"Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
And laughs to think Monroe would take her down,
Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand,
Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. I tore the marriage
certificate from his pocket and burnt it. I can
imagine nothing more pleasant in life than to help you, because I know it would
pay to help you. "He does seem a very
extraordinary person. Her
secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of
telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a
white, fantastically white, maiden. Your mother, for instance,
couldn’t.
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