As they approached London Bridge, the thief-taker whispered Van Galgebrok, who acted as steersman, to make for a particular arch—near the Surrey shore. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. He turned his back on that temptation. “Don’t they look like a pair of young lovers sleeping off a tryst?” He observed. The young lady in the bureau said she would inquire, and Ann Veronica, while she affected to read the appeal on a hospital collecting-box upon the bureau counter, had a disagreeable sense of being surveyed from behind by a small, whiskered gentleman in a frock-coat, who came out of the inner office and into the hall among a number of equally observant green porters to look at her and her bags.
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