" At this moment, Saint Sepulchre's clock struck six. We'll lather him with mud, shave him with a rusty razor, and drench him with aqua pompaginis. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street. What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a friendly American bar-keep to talk to. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would call it in America. She has had offers innumerable; for where wealth and beauty are combined, as in her instance, suitors are seldom wanting. This structure at once satisfied him as to where he stood. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap.
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