" "On my soul, Thames, you wrong me!" replied Jack, passionately. ‘What you can do, Lucy, rather than make enquiries, is introduce me to this comte and comtesse. ‘Why not a French flag?’ ‘Because I don’t believe that fool Pottiswick could tell French from Arabic, even if he heard it as he says he did—which I take leave to doubt. and Mrs. Life waits for us. Both arm-chairs had been moved a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. The latch came with a weak click. Just as Jack got half way down the stairs, and Wild and the Jew reached the upper landing, the street-door was opened by Langley and Ireton, the latter of whom carried a lantern. ” “He imposed on me,” Annabel continued.
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