She had nothing to say for herself. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. "That's false!" cried Mrs. A hansom stopped a little way off. But Gerald wouldn’t hear of it.
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