Jack's nose was broad and flat; Darrell's straight and fine as that
of Antinous. “You are going to treat me as though I wasn’t. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the
shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. ”
“You said you loved me – did you mean it?” He said. The houses were older, the
shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the
crowd, the street-like air was the same. Almost worthy of your own fertile imagination. “But this is a surprise!” said Ramage. ’
‘I’m not going to release you, so it’s no use complaining. "
Starting at a rapid pace in the direction of the Old Bailey, and crossing Fleet
Bridge, "for oyster tubs renowned," the trio skirted the right bank of the muddy
stream until they reached Fleet Lane, up which they hurried.
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