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Part 3
Her mind got back to the Fadden Ball. Ireton," observed the
chief turnkey of Westminster Gatehouse, as he helped himself to his third glass
of punch; "but I never saw one like Jack Sheppard. ‘What did you tell Valade?’
‘Well, when I asked him what he wanted, he told me straight out that he had
been told his wife was related to Jarvis Remenham, and he had come to see
whoever lived here now that Jarvis was dead. It was an
unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. "Vell," he growled, addressing Quilt, "you know who's here, I suppose?"
"To be sure I do," replied Quilt; "my noble friend, the Marquis of Slaughterford. “You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?”
“I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal
passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I
understand. It was partly to pay a grudge he had against
father. “This isn’t furtive,” said Ann Veronica. “Why can’t we
propagate by sexless spores, as the ferns do? We restrict each other, we badger
each other, friendship is poisoned and buried under it!.
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