Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. “May I be allowed to say,” he declared, “that I came here with the same intention. Gerald smiled and excused himself with the Poussaint girl, whose mouth pinched together as she threw a dagger glance at the voluptuous Madame Valade. “Have you dropped from the skies?” Sydney asked wonderingly. Ann Veronica watched her and wondered about her. As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. He uttered a short laugh. In a moment he was beside her. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street. Anna merely glanced at the coarse, flushed features, and at once shook her head. He had gained admission somehow, and he too was waiting for Anna. Capes was something superadded.
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