Gerald, whose French was adequate from his military service abroad, was able to respond suitably to such remarks as the ladies addressed to him, but was less exercised by their fashionable dress than their decidedly careworn appearance. The vast area in front of Westminster Hall was thronged with people, and it was only by a vigorous application of their staves that the constables could force a passage for the vehicle. Keeping to the shadow of the house, he crept forward until he could see better without, he hoped, being seen. All that was needed to complete the simile was that the girl should burst into song. Scarcely any one noticed the full measure of her consternation. "You'd better surrender quietly, Jack," he cried; "you've no chance. I’m a Socialist, Miss Stanley.
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