Taking his way along East
Smithfield, mounting Little Tower-hill, and threading the Minories and
Hounsditch, he arrived without accident or molestation, at Moorfields. "
"That's the way it goes. Mother—dear mother!" he
added, clasping her in his arms, "Look at me again. But once he had steered the lady down the hall
and along a passage to a window seat at the end, he abandoned the subject of
society. "Well, I've seen many a gallant fellow in my time, Mr. . That old world that
had shoved up that silly old hotel, and all the rest of it. Ann Veronica found herself in a little stirring crowd of excited women,
whispering and tittering and speaking in undertones. He was wrapped in a laced roquelaure, which he threw off on
his entrance into the room.
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