"Ah!" exclaimed Sir James. ‘Assuming she can prove her identity, does
Remenham House belong to her?’
Mrs Sindlesham shifted her shoulders. "The Wastrel seemed to take it all right. At the
open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was
encouraging the mob by words and gestures. Ever since he came here, three months ago, he has been the life and soul of
the place; and now the death warrant has arrived, instead of being cast down, as
most men would be, and as all others are, he's gayer than ever. ‘Jacques? Oh, that is news of the very finest. "
She had no reason to doubt him. “You see the pointer?” he asked. “I am only sorry that I did not ask
you to go with me. The shops were lighting up into
gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she
had lost her way.
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