In Sight of St. Paul's — page 174: what you’re looking at

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THE LAST LINK. 169 Still, she did not think it best to betray this recog- nition. ‘“What do you want, sir, please?’’ she asked, in the most matter-of-fact way that, under the circum- stances, she could assume. “Ts Mr. Thomas Chichester at home?’’ asked the gentleman, quietly. ‘‘No, sir,’’ replied Becky, thankful that he was not, and she could answer truthfully. ‘‘He left word that if anybody called, particularly, that he was gone to Scotland. Are you particular ?’’ ‘Ves, very,’’ replied the visitor. ‘‘You mean Scot- land Yard, though.”’ ‘Flow do you know?’’ retorted Becky, placing her arms akimbo, and prepared to fight out the matter to the last extent. No one knew better than the gentleman at the - door where Tom had gone,,as it was he who had sent the message. “Never mind,’’ he answered, with a wave of his hand, and then he asked, apparently apropos of nothing. ‘‘Is the old gentleman better ?”’ ‘Who told you he’d been ill?’’ queried Becky, in the most aggressive manner possible. ‘‘Never mind.’ ‘But I do!’’ losing her temper. ‘““Now don’t get excited, my young friend,’’ said the gentleman, in a way which was intended to be comicbooks (e(o) m