” There was a shout of laughter. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. ‘But I don’t trust you an inch. “Well?” “I don’t care a rap for all these things. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the owners utterly obliterated. You have been her guardian angel.
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