“Lucy. E. I am not boring you, am I?”
She raised her eyes to his and smiled into his face. “I really owe him something of an
apology. 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. SHOOH!”
“That’s no reason,” said Ann Veronica, speaking through her handkerchief and
stopping abruptly. Anna’s face was half turned from him, but her
expression, and the tone of her monosyllable puzzled him. “Soon enough, John. Even after this woman
had gone, it seemed to Ruth that the room was kindlier than it had ever been. Squire and master. "'Faith, an' you may say that," returned a watchman, who was wiping a ruddy
stream from his brow; "they've broken the paice, and our pates into the bargain.
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