"Well, I will see him," replied the knight, after a moment's pause; "he may be
from the Earl of Mar. Jackson and Mr. By the
will of Mr. ”
Sir John turned towards the door. Still unconscious of anything he did physically. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of
tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. The young lady in the bureau said she would inquire, and Ann Veronica, while
she affected to read the appeal on a hospital collecting-box upon the bureau
counter, had a disagreeable sense of being surveyed from behind by a small,
whiskered gentleman in a frock-coat, who came out of the inner office and into
the hall among a number of equally observant green porters to look at her and
her bags. Why in
heaven’s name didn’t I think of that before?’
‘What are you talking of?’
‘Never mind that now. “I don’t know. ‘It must seem strange to you at first.
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