‘There are no Remenhams left. \" Cathy poured her a glass. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. Nor, he would wager, had the heroic Monsieur Valade, who had rescued her from that life and brought her to England, taught her in that short time all that Gerald was certain she knew of men. Her heart full of dread, she dragged on it. ’ ‘Je m’en moque. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. “The adventures I do not doubt, Annabel,” she said. The advanced guard had endeavoured to disperse the mob in Field Lane, but were not prepared to meet with the resistance they encountered.
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