“I cannot but conclude,” he said, “that your errand involved the recital to my wife of some trouble in which you find yourself. The gentlemen are so particular now, and a good thing too, I say. ’ She eyed him, all her uncertainty surfacing. The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. ” “How would you know I’m not ready? I’m older than you, remember? Sometimes you act so worldly, as if you’d seen it all. Please to let me go there. "Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat.
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