“I hope you will not compel me to say again that I do not know the man’s name, nor, to the best of my belief, have I ever seen him before in my life. "She wouldn't let me go. Nothing like the direct approach, she thought. The next minute, I contrived, without either of 'em perceiving me, to convey it into my own pocket. " "That's easily said. ‘Tell me the truth, Melusine. I might have told you the truth. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. I finally got my own set of house keys when I turned eleven. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. "The Chevalier shall hear of this," whispered the woollen-draper.
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