" "I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. ’ There was a kind of aching hunger in Gerald’s gaze. I next proceeded to Jenny Bunch's, the Ship, in Trig Lane—there I got the same answer. There is Lady Arlingford’s reception to-night, ten till twelve, and the Hatton House ball, marked with a cross, sir, important. She would have to leave very soon. Anna sprang to her feet with a startled cry.
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