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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. After all, it came to him suddenly as a harsh discovery that she might be in a sense regarded as grownup. The hardest bout I ever had was with a woman—Sally Wells, who was afterwards lagged for shoplifting. ‘Do that again,’ he said softly, ‘and I’ll make you sorry you ever came to England. ‘No one would credit that you are three years older than I. And son of a pig,’ she grunted, baring her teeth. ’ ‘Damnation!’ Gerald burst out, crossing towards her. "Ah! now we come to business," returned Jonathan, rubbing his hands, gleefully. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. You don't know what you have got; I do. You don't realize what you have done.
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