“I hope you will not compel me to say again that I do not know the man’s name, nor, to the best of my belief, have I ever seen him before in my life. Yet either the rest or the wine seemed already to have done him good. Gerald frowned. I just never had anything else fun to do. For now, I fear there is something worse, something more present. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign. Offer to return it to each in private. He found the horse where Thames told him he would find him, mounted, and rode off across the fields in the direction of town. " "Take time to consider of it," replied Wood sulkily, "there's no hurry.
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