“John. Hell's curses! that after all my precautions I should be thus entrapped. ’ Chapter Three Captain Hilary Roding listened with only half an ear to the long-winded report being given by Sergeant Trodger, his idle gaze wandering over the congested traffic of Piccadilly and the many pedestrians weaving a hazardous path through it. "Sir Rowland, I salute you as your nephew. “I hope that you are going to allow me to see something of you during your stay in London, for the sake of old times. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?” “He—he worships the ground you tread on. He was going to settle I forget how many millions upon me, and I think that I was dazzled. ‘That was one of my own clever stories. This niggardliness compelled him to cross and recross streets.
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