” Chapter XXV THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room with a deferential little gesture. Funk! I’ll see it out. “That’s what you’re going to wear. He is steeped in the conventions. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. ‘Comment? What do you wish?’ ‘What the devil do you think you’re up to now, I’d like to know?’ Her eyes flashed. So dreadful were these shouts as to produce an effect upon the hardened feelings of Jonathan, who shrank out of sight. You don’t happen to know of any one, I suppose, who wants a nursery governess, or a clerk—without shorthand—or a tryer-on, or a copyist, or——” “For Heaven’s sake stop, Miss Pellissier,” he interrupted. "If this is the case, where is she?" "In Bedlam," replied the thief-taker, with a Satanic grin.
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