“Neither you nor I, Nigel, are made of such stuff,” she answered. " "Surely, you haven't stolen it?" "Stolen's an awkward word. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. ’ ‘I’m not going to release you, so it’s no use complaining. "I fear we're too late," he whispered to Thames. The two hostlers, however, kept close at his heels; and Jack, whose strength began to flag, feared he could not hold much longer. By a sort of instinct.
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