“Why not?” Lady Lescelles answered. Still —there you are!” He paused. "Sir!" exclaimed Winifred, rising. "From Lady Trafford's, where I took the box. My Mom inherited our house from our Grandma, otherwise they never could have afforded it, not even twenty years ago. I mean to have you! Don’t frown me off now. . Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. "I'm a peace-officer," he added, "about to arrest a notorious criminal.
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