Penny Dreadfuls, 1901 · page 246 of 292
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240; HIS GRACE. I expected him torise; but he didn’t. He had taken me by the arm, and, after a pause, during which I noticed that he was not leading me towards Berkeley Square, I made so bold as to ask whither we were bound now. “Why, we’re going to Lady Deverell’s of course,” he answered. ‘You didn’t suppose that we had got through the day’s work yet, did you?” Gomichbooks EO m