‘Caught her sneaking after that Valade fellow. That could signify nothing except that the doctor had a friend down there somewhere, on an island in one of those archipelagoes. More importantly, she had her wits. She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. Skirting the noble gardens of Montague House, (now, we need scarcely say, the British Museum,) the party speedily reached Great Russell Street,—a quarter described by Strype, in his edition of old Stow's famous Survey, "as being graced with the best buildings in all Bloomsbury, and the best inhabited by the nobility and gentry, especially the north side, as having gardens behind the houses, and the prospect of the pleasant fields up to Hampstead and Highgate; insomuch that this place, by physicians, is esteemed the most healthful of any in London. "Drink this," cried Jonathan, handing her the cup. [Illustration: Distinctive Pictures Corporation.
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