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. I simply warn you. Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt. ’ Looking round, she found the little coterie of soldiers crowded into the passage behind them. He had assumed that her leaving home was the point at issue, that everything turned on that, and that the sole alternative was obedience, and she had fallen in with that assumption until rebellion seemed a sacred principle. Ain't you, Jacky darling?" "Not quite, Poll," returned Mr.
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