Checking an ominous cough, that, ever and
anon, convulsed her lungs, the poor woman addressed a few parting words to her
companion, who lingered at the doorway as if he had something on his mind,
which he did not very well know how to communicate. Corbet Kynaston, then? Sir John Packington's courier was here
yesterday. "
"Oh. To Capes he was almost deferential, and she
had never seen him deferential in the old time, never. Somebody may
be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. ” John
gestured. With this view, he
suffered him to pass on. "
"In what way, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, in astonishment. “I am not in need of any. "
"All right. "Here is my purse; and I trust you will let me know
to whom I am indebted for this important service. ‘Is it worth it?’ he asked at last. Teddy handed her into the second-class compartment her season-ticket
warranted, and declared she was “simply splendid. “For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or
whatever she came in.
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