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"Poh, poh, my dear! Mr. ”
“I like the mystical way better,” said Ann Veronica, and thought. Her depression since the
“accident” had possessed her, she no longer cared how
she looked as her beauty helped her not. Skirting the noble
gardens of Montague House, (now, we need scarcely say, the British Museum,)
the party speedily reached Great Russell Street,—a quarter described by Strype,
in his edition of old Stow's famous Survey, "as being graced with the best
buildings in all Bloomsbury, and the best inhabited by the nobility and gentry,
especially the north side, as having gardens behind the houses, and the prospect
of the pleasant fields up to Hampstead and Highgate; insomuch that this place,
by physicians, is esteemed the most healthful of any in London. “What were you doing?”
Her voice was a little hysterical. And he could not return this love. “Can’t it be altered?
“I suppose an actress is free?. You are
somebody’s secretary, are you not?”
It was plain that the subject was distasteful to her, but Ennison, although famous
in a small way for his social tact, did not at once discard it. ‘Don’t concern yourself. ‘Now then, my lad, you’re under arrest you are. ’
‘Yolande, my maid?’
‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. It
was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but
it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole.
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