He took her hands firmly in his and raised them to his lips. At the door through which she had entered the room stood the so-called Monsieur Valade. So he decided to stay. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the words of the poet, —The growth untried Of that wide gap— we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715. Sudden indignation boiled up in him. Prudence reminded him that he was a county magistrate, and parliamentary candidate for a somewhat difficult borough, where his principal supporters were dissenters of strict principles who took a zealous interest in his moral character. "We'll see that," replied Jonathan. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. We may be all murdered in this unprotected place, and nobody be the wiser.
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