“But who’s going to pay for the room?”
“I’ve got money,” said Ann Veronica. ‘I thought it must be you,’ cried the woman. "
"Indeed!" rejoined Sir Rowland, haughtily; "perhaps, you will refresh my
memory as to the time, and place. "Well, well, we'll say no more about it," replied Wood; "and, by way of changing
the subject, let me advise you on no account to fly to strong waters for
consolation, Joan. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears,
Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. He was ready
to seed his legacy, and you were a pawn to be moved out
of the way. Probably something he had eaten. Besides, this is an affair which no one
but myself can settle. “If you wish,” he said, “I will go there in the morning and see what can be done
for him. ”
“They were my posters,” Annabel said. ‘Some
ineligible that your parents would not tolerate, I suppose. ”
“Very well,” the man answered. ”
“It’s gone. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss
Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea.
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