She
did most urgently desire to save her face in Morningside Park, and for long hours
she could think of no way of putting it that would not be in the nature of
unconditional admission of defeat. Kneebone, who had drained his glass
to the restoration of the house of Stuart, and the downfall of the house of
Hanover, more frequently than was consistent with prudence, consented; and the
trio set out for Wych Street, where they arrived in the jolliest humour possible. “She cannot be aware,” he continued, “that she is making herself conspicuous. “Don’t come nearer!” she said. When they started getting on each other’s nerves, she
blamed herself at first. After an hour of waiting, she slammed her bedroom
door and he returned to his basement. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had
appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to
dry in the kitchens. Now, the reward?"
"I have but an ill-furnished purse. Opposite the
gallows was an open gallery, or scaffolding, like the stand at a racecourse,
which, on state occasions, was crowded with spectators. Say that I will call again or let him know my address in London. “Don’t!” she begged.
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