He returned to attend the funeral. He then scaled the northern tower, and made his way to the summit of that part of the prison which fronted Giltspur Street. He probably imagines himself to be a thousand times worse off than he actually is. From this spot a road, more resembling the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the brow of Dollis Hill. ‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered. He called a waiter. Two women entered and sat down at the adjoining table. “I am just back from Paris. But you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor— James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence.
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