CHAPTER XIV. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign. ” She nodded. Men in this part of the world drink to forget the things they have lost. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own. I cannot think he will welcome a French émigré for his granddaughter. What a buzz of admiration ran round the court as he appeared! And, how handsome and composed he looked! Everybody wondered that such a stripling could commit such desperate robberies. “I can’t believe it. Can't I make you understand? Perhaps it sounds cruel to you; but we women often have to be cruel defensively.
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