While the cloth was laid, the host and Thames descended to
the cellar, whence they returned, laden with a number of flasks of the same form,
and apparently destined to the same use as those depicted in Hogarth's delectable
print—the Modern Midnight Conversation. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the
small casement window. ’
You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. "Good bye!" cried Mrs. "Do you wish to earn a rich reward, my good friend?" said Thames to the
watchman, as soon as they were left alone. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he
felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell
violently. ”
“So you think. She is no more English than that set of beggars over there. ‘And since the entire company and Pottiswick himself were unable to
find hide nor hair of the infernal French female—’
‘English, Hilary,’ Gerald reminded him. "Don't mention it," returned Wood, in the conciliatory tone of one who admits he
has been in the wrong; "your explanation is perfectly satisfactory. "
"He'll have hard work to do it by that time, father," remonstrated Thames; "you'd
better let me help him.
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