All at once her heart began to patter queerly. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs, carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge. He seemed to her indistinguishably about her father’s age. The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. ’ ‘Yes, but I need a word with Gerald,’ protested the captain, hanging back. “Someone must have found it and taken good care of it. ’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. I'm having some unexpected guests. . One small wing lay at the north of the gate, where Giltspur Street Compter now stands; and the Press Yard, which was detached from the main building, was situated at the back of Phoenix Court.
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