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Chapter 11. Let Loose

           

           Thelandladyhavinggivenherdirectionsforthenewguest’sentertainmenttoherhusband,whoactedascooktotheBreakofDay,hadresumedherneedleworkbehindhercounter.Shewasasmart,neat,brightlittlewoman,withagooddealofcapandagooddealofstocking,andshestruckintotheconversationwithseverallaughingnodsofherhead,butwithoutlookingupfromherwork.

           ‘AhHeaven,then,’saidshe.‘WhentheboatcameupfromLyons,andbroughtthenewsthatthedevilwasactuallyletlooseatMarseilles,somefly-catchersswallowedit.ButI?No,notI.’

           ‘Madame,youarealwaysright,’returnedthetallSwiss.‘Doubtlessyouwereenragedagainstthatman,madame?’

           ‘Ay,yes,then!’criedthelandlady,raisinghereyesfromherwork,openingthemverywide,andtossingherheadononeside.‘Naturally,yes.’

           ‘Hewasabadsubject.’

           ‘Hewasawickedwretch,’saidthelandlady,‘andwellmeritedwhathehadthegoodfortunetoescape.Somuchtheworse.’

           ‘Stay,madame!Letussee,’returnedtheSwiss,argumentativelyturninghiscigarbetweenhislips.‘Itmayhavebeenhisunfortunatedestiny.Hemayhavebeenthechildofcircumstances.Itisalwayspossiblethathehad,andhas,goodinhimifonedidbutknowhowtofinditout.Philosophicalphilanthropyteaches—’

           Therestofthelittleknotaboutthestovemurmuredanobjectiontotheintroductionofthatthreateningexpression.Eventhetwoplayersatdominoesglancedupfromtheirgame,asiftoprotestagainstphilosophicalphilanthropybeingbroughtbynameintotheBreakofDay.

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