”
“Cabmen are so trying,” Mrs. ”
“What?” He asked, confused. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of
methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. “You needn’t be worried,” she said quietly. Ramage talked always about women or some woman’s concern, and very much
about Ann Veronica’s own outlook upon life. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a
Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. Chapter Two
‘Our French friends are beginning to form quite a little coterie,’ remarked
Gerald, covertly studying the group gathered in an alcove at the other side of
Lady Bicknacre’s ballroom. Her eyes were lit with a gleam of humour. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears;
and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh
apprehensions. ‘I do not steal,’ declared the lady hotly. Gerald
sighed. You have been seen loitering with suspicious intent in
several places—Paddington, for instance—and I have no doubt at all that you
were party to a break-in last week at Remenham House in Kent.
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