’ Chapter Three Captain Hilary Roding listened with only half an ear to the long-winded report being given by Sergeant Trodger, his idle gaze wandering over the congested traffic of Piccadilly and the many pedestrians weaving a hazardous path through it. "Time to dress for dinner," said Ruth from behind the curtain. " A smile broke the set of Ah Cum's lips. "Lady Trafford would not have thus condemned me!" cried Thames. Cursing himself for his inertness, Jack soon shook off this drowsiness, and set to work in earnest. Kneebone is coming, my dear," ventured Mr. Cheveney was looking after her, I think, then.
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