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"Aha!" exclaimed Jonathan, acting upon the information he had obtained from Wood; "I have found you at last. ToC On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven, the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in his hand, appeared at the threshold. “I thought I was just up against Morningside Park and father, but it’s the whole order of things—the whole blessed order of things. But in a moment she believed she understood. She was curious to know why he had boarded a dingy train instead of hailing a cab or his own private chauffeur like the others in expensive suits were doing. Or did he? Perhaps he had found another. Perhaps that was why Sheila began to observe Lucy, because both of them were poignantly aware of Lucy’s otherness. ” “You do not deny that you are my wife,” he asked hoarsely. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. They send you every good wish. ’ ‘Yes,’ agreed Lucilla excitedly, ‘and she has been telling us how much of a friend she was to your mother.
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