ToC
Nearly nine years after the events last recorded, and about the middle of May,
1724, a young man of remarkably prepossessing appearance took his way, one
afternoon, along Wych Street; and, from the curiosity with which he regarded the
houses on the left of the road, seemed to be in search of some particular
habitation. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense. “I’ll try to stop by. ‘If you shoot me,’ Gerald said quickly, throwing out a hand, ‘I shan’t be able
to rescue you. "But you've done well to
trust me. "I have it too!" exclaimed Hogarth, busily plying his pencil. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. He had
done this a dozen times on the way from his office. ’
Joan nodded, her face still averted. In truth, she
would quite like to have him rescue her. “Hello, Vee!” he said. ‘But, Gérard—’
‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. Luckily it was so dark, and there was no lamp near, that the man did not notice
the condition of the body, which was placed in the vehicle by the two young
men.
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