“If I cut her neck, you’ll never get the stains out of your fancy car. "By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant. "It's too late to carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house. Cloud back of your hat!" He opened his eyes again. It was evident the lady’s servant knew his mistress, for he had come equipped with a tray upon which reposed a decanter and two glasses. It was the one that she had sworn she’d throw out, if only Julian had not liked it so much.
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