"I am," replied Jonathan, following him, "and so," he added in an undertone, "are your captors. "Is Thames returned from London?" "Not yet," replied the other; "but I expect him every minute. The lights rolled over, and were extinguished. ‘Well, if that’s what the good Lord wants, then you’ll just have to accept it. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed. Running his hand hastily over it, he was startled to find it one complicated mass of bolts and bars. They talked across their meal in an easy and friendly manner about Ann Veronica’s affairs.
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