The solemn strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly distinguishable. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. Gerald was instantly on the alert. "I never told anybody," she went on. It ought never to have begun. Of course this thing was absolutely impossible. Fly! they shall knock me on the head—curse 'em!—before they shall touch you. The pavement had been hastily picked up, and heaped across the end of the street, upon which planks, barrels, and other barricades, were laid.
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