” “You are foolish,” she declared, with a note of irritability in her tone. 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. "'This is the way in which I will serve all who attempt to apprehend me. He sat down beside her just as the room became darker. ” “Has my sister been unkind to you?” “The family,” he declared, “has not treated me with consideration. “You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter.
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