” The man obeyed his orders noiselessly and then left the room. When I gave him an invitation to supper, I little thought he'd accept it. “Don’t be an ass, Ferringhall,” he said tersely. I want to talk to Mr. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. ‘But how did she meet such a person in a convent?’ ‘He was wounded and came there for sanctuary,’ Gerald explained, adding almost through his teeth. The arrival of the cart at the end of Field Lane, appeared the signal for an attempt at rescue. Already she knew that she was overstaying her welcome. Some years ago, in 1715, just before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party, and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to escape with my head upon my shoulders.
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