Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. This suggestion being approved, was instantly acted upon, and the thief-taker, accompanied by a body of the grenadiers, rode forward. She felt that she was not alone. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. Perhaps it was loneliness. I will always think of you with fondness, no matter what. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. If only you could see the people who have been to call on me! Sir John has the most absurd ideas, too. She obeyed, extending her arm. ’ ‘And you do not know me.
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