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“Sir John,” her aunt repeated, with thin emphasis, “is coming to see your sister. “How’d you know it was me?” He looked conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants. The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. ‘That rascally knave sent you to become a French nun?’ Looking positively terrified, the girl nodded dumbly. ’ ‘You were quite as bad to me as I was to you,’ Gerald protested mildly, sitting down beside her. Kneebone smiled assent.
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