William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. "I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. There, that sounds frightfully involved, doesn’t it, but perhaps you can make out what I mean. ” He shook his head, and threw open the door of a great dimly-lit apartment on the ground floor. They found a cosy little table in the tea-rooms, and everything was delicious. ’ He glanced about and saw his quarry holding court at one end of the vast mirrored chamber. It seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. ‘Mademoiselle, there is a way to win to freedom and prosperity. ‘I knowed he were a wrong ’un, but that. He looked no longer at his wife.
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