"I have a token to deliver to you," continued the stranger, addressing her. 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. Several prisoners were taken, but the ring-leaders escaped. “I have never yet met a man whose intellect I could respect. “Going to visit our little friend the vampire?” “What?” He asked, incredulous. ‘Who, the émigrés?’ ‘Do I speak of the English, imbecile? Certainly the émigrés. He’s been near it once or twice already. ‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door.
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