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Sheppard, "and, if it please
you to visit your indignation on any one let it be upon me, and not on your
excellent husband, whose only fault is in having bestowed his charity upon so
unworthy an object as myself. “That
beast of a fellow is certain to be hanging about. "What have you seen?" inquired Lady Trafford. “It’s—private. Jack, who had been lingering near the group, now walked on. "Where am I?" asked Spurlock. Her sadness was manageable only
because she was so familiar with its phases, because she
could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer
studying the moon. Lucy felt herself go very red in the cheeks and
lowered her hand rather slowly. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose
place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop
had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. ”
He caught her wrist and turned her face towards him.
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