The Night-Cellar XVIII. He was full of fabulous stories, not just tales of his own past in Rome but wonderful fables from the mysterious Orient and the ancient Greeks, old jokes and yarns that only he remembered. ’ ‘I like that,’ Gerald protested. ‘Knew you had the lad with you, and thought you were merely delayed. She wanted to go to Cornell University to study Anthropology, that was her 183 dream. She led him up the long hall solemnly. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone. No sooner did the vehicle turn the corner of this yard, than Quilt became aware, from the tumultuous sounds that reached his ears, as well as from the flashing of various lanterns at the door of the round-house, that some disturbance was going on; and, apprehensive of a rescue, if he drew up in the midst of the mob, he thought it prudent to come to a halt. From beginning to end it was first-hand stuff. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood.
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