“I must go. , and munched a roll and butter with hearty appetite. I'll try a strong dose. In order to make Mr. ” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. “I have been amusing myself up to now by trying to earn my living,” she replied. Ah, no, I have it wrong. Even Ah Cum had resumed his Oriental shell of reserve. She had to wait some minutes in an outer office, wherein three young men of spirited costume and appearance regarded her with ill-concealed curiosity and admiration. “I knew Mr. A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. ’ Gerald ignored this. 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. “You must come and see me some afternoon,” she said to him.
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