“I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as your friend. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. “That is very nice of you,” she said. Now I ain’t saying as how that there Pottiswick—’ ‘How you talk,’ interrupted Melusine impatiently. “Before I met you I was deluded into receiving upon friendly terms a man named Hill, who passed himself off as Meysey Hill the railway man, but who was in reality an Englishman in poor circumstances. But that instinct is severely dampened most of the time. "Done!" cried Shotbolt.
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