Pitt, the
governor, a tall pompous personage, who, in his turn, ushered in four other
individuals. 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. Brown gave
four counts and she delivered her first a cappella violin
solo. There was a concerted gasp of shock from both
the black-garbed lad and the coachman. She had worried in fear that the excitement would be too much for him. But the indecision,
which had been fatal to his race, was fatal to him. This woman, contrary
to his custom, he answered. ‘It is seldom enough I am visited by anyone at all, let alone a
personable young redcoat. ‘Parbleu,’ she uttered indignantly. “Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. “Do you need me to tell you? You have tasted the luxury of power. It is no good waiving the thing; it is true. “You had only to
ask——”
“Do you think,” Anna interrupted, with a note of passion trembling also in her
tone, “that I would have taken alms from Sir John, the man to whom I had lied
for your sake.
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