Now the pig knew where to find her—for it would not take long for a Catholic to locate the convent in Golden Square—even if she escaped him here. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. Their conversation was conducted in the flash language, and, though unintelligible to Wood, was easily comprehended by this companion, who learnt, to her dismay, that the wounded man had received his hurt from her son, whose courage and dexterity formed the present subject of their discourse. Nothing could have been farther from Melusine’s mind. “Broddick is a heavy man,” he was saying, “and the main interest of the play was the embezzlement. Your mother, for what it’s worth to you—for there’s nothing for you here, by God!—was the woman I chose for Nicholas. And me, I know very much of soldiers. She kept opening her eyes and looking at it. Capes came back into her mind. You are afraid of the warmth in your blood.
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