” “I can’t seem to get out of chairs without flashing my brassiere to the whole of Creation. A sprinkling of callow youths, and a couple of pronounced young Jews, who were talking loudly together in some unintelligible jargon of the City. Sudden indignation boiled up in him. “What’s that for?” He said. Noiselessly, his booted feet stepping with careful restraint, he started forward, signalling to Roding to follow. “Hold on, she’s right here. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it gone, he felt certain he had been robbed.
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