If they are not obvious errors, they are left as in the original. We must take the children—of any race—if we would teach knowledge. You won’t want to be late the first evening, and it’s ten minutes past seven now. I often wonder why the young always take us ancients for nambypamby creatures. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. And Mother trusted him.
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