" "No. I’d need to be out of my senses. ” John took his hand away. ’ Still the girl said nothing. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. Gay," he added, turning to the poet. ‘And you mean this? Truly?’ ‘Entirely. Well, I was all for dragging in Bow Street there and then, and getting the pair of those fraudsters thrown in gaol. ‘Oh, my God, she’s gone!’ Wrenching his hand from his friend’s slackened grasp, he darted for the door, Roding behind him.
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