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“Oh my goodness. He was placed in a coach, handcuffed, and heavily fettered, and guarded by a
vast posse of officers to Temple Bar, where a fresh relay of constables escorted
him to Westminster. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint
innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling. I am aware that you ran away from
there, but—’
‘Certainly I ran away,’ she said, meeting his gaze with defiance in her own. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few
pages, what little information she had gathered on him
through the years. There was more to be told, and this was as good a time as any. . The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and
Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of
their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds,
their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the
flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself
fighting against.
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