She wondered when her tormentors would simply lose interest now that Katy had been discovered and suspended. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. "This is the gentleman," observed Jonathan, introducing Trenchard to the Hollander, "who is about to intrust his young relation to your care. She refused to accept her fate, but what is it that she could do about it? Night after night she invented alternatives. He liked to be near me, he liked to be near any female, especially a young female. Hadn’t the stomach to admit the truth, had he? I’ll lay any money he labelled you with some foul French name as well. I love some one else. He jumps the words out of your mouth; he takes hold of what you have to say before you have had time to express it properly. All your faults are just jolly modelling to make you real and solid. “It’s something that bothers me. “Of course, one lives differently in Paris, but then—Paris is Paris. Half a minute, Vee.
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