14: Implications
BACK in the big ground-floor apartment although the Aladdin lamp had not been lighted and the arrow slits afforded no more than a dimness, Gees felt grateful for the light after the blackness of the dungeons. Tyrrell and Gyda had returned from their communings outside the walls, and now the girl sat on the settee before the fireplace, while Tyrrell, standing before her, appeared as almost a different man: the strained look had gone from his face altogether, and, Gees thought with a twinge of pity for him, he seemed as happy as a bridegroom.
"Father, do put on your coat!" Gyda exclaimed as McCoul turned from replacing the stone he had up-ended to descend into the dungeons. "I wonder you didn't think of it before. What must Mr. Green think of you?"
McCoul advanced and too
