" "Caught you napping, eh?" rejoined Ireton, with a laugh. “Why not? They tell me that London is impossible till after ten, and I want my first impressions to be favourable. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. "He must be somewhere hereabouts," cried one of the horsemen, dismounting.
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