He cocked an eyebrow. Traversing Angel Court, and Green Arbour Court,—celebrated as one of
Goldsmith's retreats,—he speedily reached Seacoal Lane, and pursuing the same
course, which he and Thames had formerly taken, arrived at the yard at the back
of Jonathan's habitation. She raised this with
the air of a conspirator unmasking, and displayed a tear-flushed face. “What are you doing here? How dare you come to my
rooms!”
The man stepped into the middle of the room. Anna sent her away. "Stay!" cried Wood, "this is a most perplexing business—if you really are privy
to the affair——"
"We'll talk of it to-morrow, Sir," returned Jackson, cutting him short. Now, in her old place, she was doing her best thoroughly to
enjoy a most indifferent dinner. As a matter of fact I have been waiting for you. “How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I
can sell.
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