The dusky obscurity of the
room was twice welcome. 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. Manning, with an air of emerging from an elaborate
demonstration, “and so each of us must, under existing conditions, being
chivalrous indeed to all women, choose for himself his own particular and
worshipful queen. Lucy snatched it up and put it in
her pack. "I hear you plotting with your wicked associates," cried Mrs. "
"While I look as if I had stepped out of the family album?"
He frowned perplexedly. No one
could take the place for anything but what it was, and even Gosse hesitated in
the doorway. Every one of those four stories would be accepted. Won’t you come and have some tea with me? There is a new
place in Bond Street,” he hastened to say, “where everything is very well done,
and they give us music, if that is any attraction to you.
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