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It is a most inauspicious start for you. 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. “Was he really?” She asked, waiting on baited breath. “No, I am alone,” she answered. ’ He held his hands out of the way, surrendering his chest for her assault. I may want you. For this he was prepared; but he was not prepared for the almost insurmountable obstacles which it presented.
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