“Where are they?” She looked around. “There are policemen—and buses. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. “Don’t tell anyone I told you this. We meant to make it dinner and a theatre, but you were not home. ‘I did not think so. Good riddance.
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