"I might now send you on a similar journey!" replied Jonathan, with a bitter
smile, and preserving the unmoved demeanour he had maintained throughout;
"but I prefer conveying you, in the first instance, to Newgate. The ruffian caught hold of her hair, and held her fast. And I'll have supper with you. ’
***
It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the
closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. ’
‘Ah, that explains your surprise. And, fearing you might not come to me, I
forced my way hither, even with certainty of discomposing your friends. . "There, he's as safe as Jack Sheppard in the Condemned Hould," laughed the
man. "Few stay more than a day. Then he looked across at Mrs Sindlesham. Come to take leave. He could remember when
women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. His head was small and bullet-shaped,
and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his
temples. I wish she wouldn’t look like that at us over her glasses.
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