"It's Jonathan Wild come back with a troop of constables at his heels, to search
the house," rejoined Mrs. Wanting his coat, when he must have known that the pockets
were empty! But the effort to talk had cost him something. “You did a great job on my concerto today. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions,
incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the
windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. I met you here as Lady Ferringhall. How I could have been such a fool I’ll
never know. “Are you in a hurry? Will you come in and have some coffee?”
He hesitated, and glanced towards her companion. She followed the
official back into his room.
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