She told you —the truth. “You will have to eat soon,” he said cryptically. "What is your name?" To-day, however, he broke the monotony. “I am staying at the Savoy. Suspicion was in his face. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. The Return 231 II. " "So did I," said Winifred. " "There is a great art in it, if you did," quoth he. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it gone, he felt certain he had been robbed.
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