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Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. ”
He paced the room for a minute or two restlessly. There's a friend of Sir James—a young man, an engraver of
masquerade tickets and caricatures,—his name I believe is Hogarth. "It's too late to
carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll
give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house. ”
He was silent for some moments. “This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous
nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. ”
“Don’t let there be any more. Gerald saw her eyes change as she recognised him.
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