“I drink your very good health, Sir John and Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “and I wish you a pleasant journey back to England. With Jack so badly injured, how would she get him home? How get herself home, now that Trodger had arrested her. Read that letter, Thames—my lord marquis, I mean. “Dear John,” she whispered. ’ ‘Do you indeed?’ rejoined the old lady, twinkling at him, and urging him towards the door. He has been bottling it up all the way from West Kensington.
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