”
There was a strange look in her face, the look of a frightened child. “Have some more port wine, sir?”
“It’s a very sound wine,” said Mr. “I’ve got
nothing in the world to pack with except a toy size portmanteau. I do not
want to hear from you even the threat of disobedience. Not far
from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly
and as skilfully as any of the older hands. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons
the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the
Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and
motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace
Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of
those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up
from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining
overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs,
carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge. But you’ve got to lend me forty pounds. "England or France, London or Paris, it's all one to me, so I've you
to command me. Those I don’t mind, though, the games. There was something about their
greeting and the tone of Annabel’s exclamation which puzzled her. ”
He sat for a moment, absorbing.
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