"You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. But some people have no consideration. “Let us go to that little place at the back of the Palace. "Once in this chair, yer hon'r, and I'll warrant he'll not get out so aisily as Jack Sheppard did from the New Pris'n. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. Here he found another strong door, making the fifth he had encountered. I hate this part of the world.
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