’ She shrugged. "Rather a devil," groaned her son, "to have done this. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind. ‘Who the devil is Leonardo?’ demanded Roding impatiently, asking the question that had leapt into the major’s mind. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. Here Jack Sheppard was unable to repress an exclamation of astonishment. A young lad—Roding took him for a footman, or a groom by the neat black garb—was halted some paces away from Valade, his hat in his hand as he made pretence of fanning himself. " The doctor did not reply to this rather ambiguous statement, but pushed back his chair and signed to McClintock to follow. Soon the trunk, portmanteau and hat box were ready. The bolder members in the House left their places to go lobbyward, grinning.
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