People have found out that they are wanted." "It won't cost twenty thousand pounds," Walderhurst answered.

"It is a farm-house after all, and you are a practical woman.

Restore it.

You have my permission." Emily put her hands over her eyes.

This was being the Marchioness of Walderhurst, and made Mortimer Street a thing still more incredible.
When she dropped her hands, she laughed even a trifle hysterically.
"I _couldn't_ thank you," she said.