I’ve—dreads. " "Of what am I accused?" asked Thames, who though a good deal alarmed at first, had now regained his courage. The parlour was cluttered but cosy. To surrender himself to the law, to face trial and imprisonment, was out of the question. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. “We’ll go to a place where we can have a private room,” he said.
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