I don’t
understand the workings of a gentleman’s mind. This
was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as
“White’s. There it is. “I knew you would feel
it,” said Miss Miniver, as they came away flushed and heated. Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack
would have been soft work. Will you venture?"
"It is a hazardous experiment," said Thames, after a moment's reflection; "but I
will make it. "Quilt Arnold called this morning to say so. Ruth could not be told now. Ah!" she screamed, with a sudden change of manner; and
pointing to the window, which Jack had left open, and at which a dark figure was
standing, "there is Jonathan Wild!"
"Betrayed!" exclaimed Jack, glancing in the same direction. ”
There was a moment’s silence. The sun shined weakly through brief pinpricks
90
in the thick cloud cover, the weather was brewing a
storm. But in doing so, I most likely saved
233
your life. They exchanged greetings with the clarinetist.
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