Not even, it seemed, this interfering monsieur le major. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. See paragraph 1. But Gerald wouldn’t hear of it. She gently placed the car back upon the ground. Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door. 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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