His perfectly sincere nature was incapable of suspecting a far more palpable fraud.

He started up with the intention of going forthwith to Gray's Inn Road, but Harriet clung to him and held him back.

The idea was vain.

The lodger, Miss Mould, had long entertained a spite against her, Harriet said, and had so exaggerated this story in relating it to Mrs.Ogle, that the latter, and her husband, had declared that Casti should not as much as put foot in their shop again.
"If you only knew what they've been told!" sobbed the girl, still clinging to Julian.

"They wouldn't listen to a word you said.