Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. "Oh, lud! what's that?" exclaimed a female voice, from an adjoining room. And not on Melusine’s account, but to see Prudence, who had no use for a cavalier. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. There was hope for me then. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us.
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