William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. It is better to face the truth. . She seemed honestly glad to see him. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. ‘But for my dowry, what else? One cannot expect that an Englishman will marry any jeune demoiselle without a dowry. Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. Hardened as he may be, that would touch him. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. ” “Perhaps,” she said, “I am superstitious. Of course, at home there would have been questions. Then suddenly her spirit rose in revolt.
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