He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. ToC Tyburn was now at hand. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon. Perhaps she did love research for its own sake, she was certainly gifted enough. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse.
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