” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass. If Winifred remained silent, her looks would have disarmed a person of less assurance than the woollen-draper. They tracked the fugitive to the Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. “I don’t see quite what your game is, Vee, but I suppose you’ve got a game on somewhere.
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