‘We will converse in your own tongue,’ he said in French as he led her away. Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened
towards Wych Street. We’ve brought a carriage to take you back to
London, and I’ve settled with Trodger, who has just given me a coherent account
of the affair. While the cloth was laid, the host and Thames descended to
the cellar, whence they returned, laden with a number of flasks of the same form,
and apparently destined to the same use as those depicted in Hogarth's delectable
print—the Modern Midnight Conversation. She's not mischievous—and besides she's chained, and can't reach you. Marry, come up! I've
been a great deal too charitable.
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