“If I thought for a moment that there was any chance of a relapse, I should stop here and tell him the truth even now. He dissected rather awkwardly and hurriedly, but, on the whole, effectively, and drew with an impatient directness that made up in significance what it lacked in precision. How on earth does it concern you?” Annabel laughed hardly. 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. “It’s THE Society!” said Miss Miniver.
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