Then she called a hansom and drove home. ‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again. " "Help me through at all hazards, Poll," cried Jack, straining towards the opening. Then she passed from the room on the arm of General Lord Charvill, chatting animatedly to him. “And where are YOU going?” he said. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face.
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