. “These clothes are French, and I’m sure this
floppy bow would make a Frenchman of me anyhow. Life waits
for us. This time,
there was no doubt, she did not sleep. Almost instantly she had recognized the fallacy of such a statement. ”
The conversation hung. 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. ’
The smile vanished. So am I. ‘Bête. But I can tell you who'll have the pleasure of
hanging your father's son; and that's a person not a hundred miles distant from
you at this moment—ha! ha!"
As he said this, the door was opened, and Charcam entered, accompanied by a
dwarfish, shabby-looking man, in a brown serge frock, with coarse Jewish
features, and a long red beard. His strength has been described as prodigious; but
now, heightened by his desire for vengeance, it was irresistible.
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