“Only four spoonsful left,” she declared briskly, “and your turn to buy the next pound, Sydney. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. He had an objective now. And at last Ann Veronica and Miss Miniver came down the dark staircase and out into the foggy spaces of the London squares, and crossed Russell Square, Woburn Square, Gordon Square, making an oblique route to Ann Veronica’s lodging. " Ruth's eyes began to glow. Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a rough great-coat, called—appropriately enough in this instance,—a wrap-rascal. She had behaved in every way perfectly. "That's a fine tale," said Spurlock.
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