“Who is the tenant of these rooms?” he inquired. "
"Very well. “Well, rather,” said Ann Veronica. F. Will you forgive me—if I say no
more?”
She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. He was indeed still in the throes of his
bewilderment. As this seemed insufficient, after a lapse of five
minutes, he added another hundred weight. "
Hastening to the Six Bells, Jack ordered some refreshment, and engaged a
private room, where he remained till the afternoon absorbed in grief. Hence!"
"Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, in a voice, the tones of which were altered by
his very anxiety to make them distinct, "listen to me. There was a strained, eager expression on his face. 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. "Is she dead?"
"No—no," answered Hogarth.
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