\"Is there something desperately wrong with your house?\" \"There is nothing wrong with our house. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. They got to go home and eat Campbell’s Chicken Soup. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign. Ain't you, Jacky darling?" "Not quite, Poll," returned Mr.
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