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" "Then I wish you good night. There were three other ships at anchor; but as two would be making Shanghai and one rounding to Singapore two days hence, it was logically certain that no fugitive would seek haven in one of these. That’s what I mean. He was content to talk about himself, though in the back of his clever mind he already suspected that she was not offering any details about her life. I’m not such a bad sort. What brings you here?” “I’m here to see my uncle. Wood, who had been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was neglecting his employment. “How odd that I should almost spring into your arms just on my doorstep!” she remarked gaily. I should say that you owed me considerable. The rejection caught him like a slap in the face. Have the goodness to affix your name to that memorandum, Sir Rowland. And the less “anything” happened the better. He was really very bright and clever, with a sort of conversational boldness that was just within the limits of permissible daring.
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