He was walking listlessly along, well-dressed, debonnair, good-looking. ‘Do you mean to tell me,’ enquired the captain at length, ‘that you have had the infernal audacity, the—the gall, the—the— Gad, it’s an outrage! You’ve stolen a horse from a priest?’ ‘I did not steal it,’ protested Melusine hotly. It was an odd little encounter, that left vague and dubitable impressions in her mind. “Just the box only. Of course, it was ridiculous, this inclination to assist the fugitive, based as it was upon an intangible university idea. And, then, forsooth, she must needs prevent your hanging Jack Sheppard after the robbery in Wych Street, when you might have done so.
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