‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. ” Michelle squinted conspiratorially. For she knew that men married to get something. They sat down, McClintock reaching for a lump of sugar which he began munching. ‘If you’ll have the goodness, missie, to move yourself out of the way,’ he said aggrievedly, ‘and let us at him, we might have a chance of doing just that. He divided London into districts; appointed a gang to each district; and a leader to each gang, whom he held responsible to himself. ’ ‘Not if you want one of good family, no,’ he agreed mildly. Then she went below.
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