" "Why not?" rejoined Mrs. ’ ‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted. Three little letters can’t make a bit of difference. Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. Anyways, we gets friendly and chats each day, and yesterday I mentions about that Mr Charvill, and the maid ups and says that Frenchie and his missus is going out of town to visit him. Were such a thing to happen again, I'd never let Mr. Wild in his own domain. “Oh, you know,” she said. “How shall I get my luggage out of the house?. When you've admitted him, steal into the room, hide yourself, and don't move till I utter the words, 'You've a long journey before you. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance.
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