There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. At the sound of the door Ann Veronica uncovered a tearless face, and with one swift movement assumed a conversational attitude. Ousted from his old retreat, the Cross Shovels, Baptist Kettleby opened another tavern, conducted upon the same plan as the former, which he denominated the Seven Cities of Refuge. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. ‘Gad, what a mess!’ Gerald pulled free, and Melusine broke back, staring at him.
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