When he tried the scullery door, and would have moved on, Hilary intervened. To be confronted with the girl’s damned Frenchman of a husband was another matter altogether. To her great surprise and mortification he was not alone; but brought with him a couple of friends, whom he begged to introduce as Mr. "I beg pardon," he said. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. I want to ask you a plain question, and you must answer me faithfully. "I won't trouble you further, Jack," he remarked. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk.
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