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" "And Thames Darrell would do anything for you, Jack," replied a blithe voice. Think how free that leaves me to follow things up! I must take you everywhere. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs, carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge. "He seems infatuated about the lad," observed Wild. ” “I’m going on working for my degree. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. He had more time for her.
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