I admit it. It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. Priests and princes sought his knowledge of languages and philosophy and wantonly tried to throw themselves into his bed. When they reached her rooms she stepped lightly out upon the pavement. He noted that she was fully dressed, that her hair was carefully done, that there was a knotted ribbon around her throat. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master.
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