"At the Black Lion in our street," replied Jack, without hesitation. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. He led her unerringly, pushing her down the narrow stairway that had been the servants’ access to the upper floors, and thence through a small door that led into the chapel. ” “But why——” Sir John stopped short. Nevertheless, she was still fighting. The chromatic fiction with which he relieved his mind glanced but slightly at this aspect of life, and never with any quality of guidance. Accordingly, when she arrived at the Shovels, with which, as an old haunt in her bygone days of wretchedness she was well acquainted, instead of entering the principal apartment, which she saw at a glance was crowded with company of both sexes, she turned into a small room on the left of the bar, and, as an excuse for so doing, called for something to drink.
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