If only Gerald would come. ’ Such simple faith touched Gerald. But it was only six-thirty. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. . You will also become a very rich man, though I wish that the circumstances had been different. Lose not a moment, Hobson. It depends upon what he was before he began this racket. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand.
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