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"Mariner," said Jill, pale and bright-eyed. "I live at Number Twenty-two, Ovington Square." "And yours, sir?" "Mine? Oh, ah, yes. I see what you mean. Rooke, you know. F. L. Rooke. I live at the Albany and all that sort of thing." The policeman made an entry in his note-book. "Officer," cried Jill, "this man was trying to kill that parrot and I stopped him. . . ." "Can't help that, miss.
He could suit himself to his company, too, for on the one hand he could take his wine with the vicar, or with Sir James Ovington, the squire of the parish; while on the other he would sit by the hour amongst my humble friends down in the smithy, with Champion Harrison, Boy Jim, and the rest of them, telling them such stories of Nelson and his men that I have seen the Champion knot his great hands together, while Jim's eyes have smouldered like the forge embers as he listened.
It was the parrot girl, the girl whom she and Freddie Rooke had found in the drawing-room, at Ovington Square that afternoon when the foundations of the world had given way and chaos had begun. "Good gracious!" cried Jill. "I thought you were in London!" That feeling of emptiness and panic, the result of her interview with the Guatemalan general at the apartment house, vanished magically.
It was like being grudgingly recognized by somebody very dignified who had his doubts about you but reserved judgment. The cab drew up at the door of the house in Ovington Square which Jill's Uncle Christopher had settled upon as a suitable address for a gentleman of his standing. "I'll never be naughty again!" For a flickering instant Derek hesitated.
It was eight at night and very dark before the front line got into the camp at Ovington; and though the soldiers resolutely pressed forward, yet, the roads being terribly broken and full of ice, it was foreseen that many of the last column might drop, through excessive fatigue; and therefore the Major Generals Huske and Oglethorpe sent out countrymen with lights and carts to assist the rear guard, and bring up the tired men.
Louis, and taken away Nellie and Howard to join Alice, who, he said, was in the care of a widow lady at Ovington, Kentucky. Since then Mrs. Pitezel had seen nothing of the children or her husband. At Holmes' direction she had gone to Detroit, Toronto, Ogdensberg and, lastly, to Burlington in the hope of meeting either Pitezel or the children, but in vain.
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