“You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. . “So you’re the one my son has been talking about. ” So they went this time to the Rococo, in Germain Street, and up-stairs to a landing upon which stood a bald-headed waiter with whiskers like a French admiral and discretion beyond all limits in his manner. Not that there had ever been any hope of that. ’ ‘Remenham House,’ exclaimed Trodger, who had been watching this interchange open-mouthed. ‘I can argue with him very well indeed.
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