Fancying they were alone, Sir Rowland threw aside his cloak, and produced a heavy bag of money, which he flung upon the table; and, when Wild had feasted his greedy eyes sufficiently upon its golden contents, he handed him a pocketbook filled with notes. “You see,” he said, “you are like an inaccessible gold-mine in all this sort of matter. Now what? There was an interest, or why ask him who they were. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. ‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one. You have to come over to my house. ‘Me, I am Mademoiselle Charvill, the granddaughter of Monsieur Jar-vis Re-men-ham. He brought his mother to call, and as you know the Countess goes scarcely anywhere. ’ ‘That is not your affair. ‘But for now, I’m taking you home. Nothing. ” She stopped. ‘And what is it you’re to rescue her from, I should like to know. Anyhow, that is how things are. ‘Yes, I thought you’d say that.
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