William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose
place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop
had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. Her aunt went off at a
tangent. Soon they came to treat Lucy almost as mother,
pulling hard at her brown curls and laughing delightedly
as they sprang back into their spiral shape. The latter took from his pocket
a small note-book and pencil. The chair is in the veranda. They had their little dreams about her. "
"I didn't want it," replied Jack; "but who are those gentlemen?"
"Friends of yours," replied Figg; "come to see you;—Sir James Thornhill, Mr. “I don’t care,” said Ann Veronica. Following his guide, Sir Rowland
found himself in a large and lofty apartment, the extent of which he could not
entirely discern until lights were set upon the table. They are their mother’s sons.
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