” Her heart leaped within her as she caught that phrase. He trembled, not from any superstitious dread, but from an undefined sense of approaching danger. This was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as “White’s. ’ ‘I think he only wants to help you, miss,’ offered Jack. I'm not particular what or where. " So saying, he hurried up stairs, opened the back door, and was quickly in the yard. Her family had hosted a feast in his honor for which they had taken weeks to prepare: with braised capons and lobster sausages and all sorts of delicious spiced stews her mother had made from secret recipes. ’ ‘Don’t tell me,’ exploded his second-in-command. ’ He endured the inevitable scold with patience, saluted Mrs Chalkney’s faded cheek, and went off to endure the necessary delay with what patience he could muster.
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