“Yes. Drink the toast, Jack. These were so outside her experience that she found it possible to thrust them almost out of sight by saying they would be “all right” in confident tones to herself. Befuddle yourself, if you want to. Up to dinner yesterday I did not expect to come to Canton. You may have to carry them further and longer than you think. These fellows must be right,” he added thoughtfully, “and yet—there’s a mystery somewhere. " "Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of perplexity. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. "Wasn't he in some way connected with the Jacobite plots?" "He was," replied Thames.
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