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"Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?"
"Company, child," repeated Kneebone. "What a very remarkable thing it is," he observed, applying to his snuff-box,
"that Thames Darrell, whom we all supposed dead,"—Kneebone in his heart
sincerely wished he had been so,—"should turn out to be alive after all. ‘She’s perfectly
right. ‘Was you following, too, miss?’
‘Certainly I was following. That's
the sort of fool your nephew is!"
"Not even a good time!" said the aunt, whimsically, as she stuffed the bills into
her reticule. There was no longer any risk in
association with her. "Curse you! Where are the bailiffs? Rot you! have you lost your tongue? Devil
seize you! you could bawl loud enough a moment ago!"
"Silence, Blueskin!" interposed an authoritative voice, immediately behind the
ruffian. “I must take them,” she said, to help
herself over her own incredulity. ‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door. Click the link below to join and download your free
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