But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. ‘Would that your mistress were as trusting. She’s as stubborn as the proverbial mule, and—’ with a sigh that felt wrenched out of him ‘—utterly captivating. When, by slow and toilsome efforts, he had arrived midway, something obstructed his further progress. Their duty was to see who came in, or went out; to lock up, and open the different wards; to fetter such prisoners as were ordered to be placed in irons; to distribute the allowances of provision; and to maintain some show of decorum; for which latter purpose they were allowed to carry whips and truncheons. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his way through the throng towards her. "Close the doors below! Loose the dogs! Curses! they don't hear me! I'll ring the alarm-bell. You do not need my compliments. She drew a breath, and sighed it out.
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