’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. The future Mrs Roding turned bright, laughing eyes on the major. His face warm, Captain Roding glared them into silence, and firmly marched his captive off down Piccadilly, heading for Stratton Street where the town house of the Alderley family was situated. So dreadful were these shouts as to produce an effect upon the hardened feelings of Jonathan, who shrank out of sight.
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