” So they went this time to the Rococo, in Germain Street, and up-stairs to a landing upon which stood a bald-headed waiter with whiskers like a French admiral and discretion beyond all limits in his manner. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. Courtlaw,” she remarked. " "Never fear," replied Thames, taking up his hat.
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