Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. Her birthday was four months away, and that, at its extremist point, might give her another five pounds. “It was just an hour before teatime,” she remarked. When I've escorted you proud fool to his new quarters, I'll proceed to the Mint and look after Jack Sheppard. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. She had once reconciled in her mind that she was happy as long as she had him.
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