“You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said. She could not say a word, much less move. John knew better. The solemn strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly distinguishable. ‘You’re speaking the truth. The boat in which he rode was not overset. She had no intention of fighting fair. It was a shame that they had made such a fuss, she thought as he arrived. They’re just all men, and no one is safe from scandal. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping.
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