”
“Won’t you postpone the attempt, then?” he said gallantly, “until I have done
something to deserve your gratitude? You will not forget—seven-thirty, Café
Maston, Boulevard des Italiennes. "And the Marchioness is your daughter," added Thames. On the next morning—Sunday—the day
on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the
Harrow Road. You were with your mother, the two
of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women
who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering
under empty baskets and shawls. ’
The mention of Alderley’s name, as Roding had confidently expected, caused
the soldiers’ eyes to veer across to the young lady again, this time with a good
deal less sympathy, and much more uncertainty.
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