’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. Kneebone, who had drained his glass to the restoration of the house of Stuart, and the downfall of the house of Hanover, more frequently than was consistent with prudence, consented; and the trio set out for Wych Street, where they arrived in the jolliest humour possible. ‘You’ll come with us and get yourself safe back home to your convent, understand?’ ‘But wait,’ begged Melusine, hanging back. I should say that you owed me considerable. The doors of several of the wards were thrown open for these parties, and as Jack passed, he could not help glancing at the wretched inmates. You wanted to play a lone hand.
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