Turning quickly round, in the hope of
discovering the thief, he was no less surprised than distressed—for in spite of his
faults, the woollen-draper was a good-natured fellow—to perceive Jack
Sheppard in custody. Suspicion was in his face. There was no way to
warn her of his presence without startling her. . . You saw him? You have been to
Remenham House?’
‘Remenham House? I wish I’d been only to Remenham House. I have only just left Wych Street. “I suppose I ought to congratulate you,” he said. "
"On the contrary," rejoined Smith, looking askance at his companion, "I happen
to know you're in the right. ”
She looked into her glass. ”
“Let us say that Café Maston, in the Boulevard des Italiennes, at half-past seven
then,” he decided.
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