" Lady Trafford sighed deeply. A door, it may be remembered, opened from Wild's dwelling into this yard. The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. He was chained to the ground, but started up at their approach. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. Managers and accountants are always shifting about, so he tells me. They all left the room. "You've perjured yourself.
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