I don’t suppose a girl can tell if a man is in love with her or not in love
with her. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons
the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the
Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and
motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace
Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of
those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up
from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining
overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs,
carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge. Presently he reached out and laid his
hand upon Spurlock's motionless shoulders. And most of the others she had met had, she felt, the same
steadfastness. "'The Man Who Could Not Go Home. Have you thought of the monstrous lie you are adding to your theft?"
"Lie?" said Spurlock, astounded.
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