"Show me your warrant!" said Wood, almost driven to his wit's-end; "perhaps it isn't regular?" "Ask him who he is?" suggested Thames. What his head conceived his hand executed. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead. Jonathan, however, paid no sort of attention to this demonstration of hatred. ’ ‘So I heard. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is.
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