” “I am highly flattered,” she remarked, with subtle irony. For a nun at night it is less dangerous than for the jeune demoiselle. Besides, there are greater rascals than Jack Sheppard at liberty, Sir Rowland. ” Brendon reappeared, followed by a tall thin man with a stubbly brown moustache and restless grey eyes. “He is a sad blunderer. ’ Roding left the house instantly, not even pausing to nod. Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. Wood grasped his companion's arm to attract his attention to this unexpected means of escape. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing.
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