Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. ’ ‘I have no game. And my word's law—with you, at least," she added, bestowing a cutting glance upon her husband. . The advanced guard rode on to drive away any opposition, while the main body of the procession crossed the bridge, and slowly toiled up Holborn Hill. Alone; not even the dog to warn her, and Hoddy deep in the island somewhere.
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