But—but how?’
‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and
bringing out a leather ring purse. . ‘First I must see Jacques, and—’
‘No need for that,’ intervened Roding, grasping her arm and trying to drag her
to the door. She had been careless. Sheila was often a terror to
her husband Mark, who seemed afraid of her. Two or three podgy-looking old men
with wives to match, half-a-dozen overdressed girls, and a couple of
underdressed American ones, who still wore the clothes in which they had been
tramping half over London since breakfast time. "
"By those who've conspired with me?"
"No! by those who've entrapped you! You've long eluded our vigilance; but
we've caught you at last!"
"Damnation!" exclaimed the woollen-draper; "that I should be the dupe of such a
miserable artifice!"
"It's no use lamenting now, Captain! You ought rather to be obliged to us for
allowing you to pay this visit.
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