‘But for now, I’m taking you home. ‘Unless he is himself a man of substance. She gurgled. The house had in fact been converted into a convent, but the fact could not be advertised, not even in the Catholic enclave that existed in this part of town. What were you doing at Remenham House? I can’t puzzle that bit out. Ramage—about the forty pounds. But, in spite of his general insensibility to such matters, Quilt could not help commenting upon the delicious perfume wafted from the numerous flower-beds past which they were driving. By and by the tramp of horses' feet was heard slowly ascending Snow Hill, and presently a troop of grenadier guards rode into the area facing Newgate. I might as well be at Morningside Park.
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