But that bridge was more remarkable than any the metropolis now possesses. Fine woman, Lady Trafford—a little on the wane though. "Is it you?" "It is," replied Sheppard, as he untied the cords. ‘His wife? Pah!’ ‘You’re saying she is not his wife?’ ‘I am saying nothing. The lady reseated herself, watching him expectantly. ” “You forget,” she said, looking up at him with a faint smile, “that under the cloak of her name I am earning more money a week than I could ever have earned in a year by my own labours. Or become a thorough-going typist and stenographer and secretarial expert. ” “Do what?” “Oh!—anything. Where was the message? Where was Gerald? Until he came back, what was there for her to do? Eh bien, it made no sense to do anything. ‘And just who is Leonardo?’ ‘How in God’s name should I know?’ demanded Roding irascibly. With something near to horror they found themselves thus confronted.
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