This, by the way, was worth breathing, for it was fresh from Night's cellar and had not lain long enough in Day's parlour to lose its cool bouquet. Sir Andrew marked this and snuffed luxuriously. He might have been deep in meditation. As a matter of fact, he was looking for a gentleman of Jewish extraction, who, he had reason to think, would, upon being accosted, prove suspicious and obstructive. Joshua will be by the Albert Memorial to-morrow at seven o'clock. Sir Andrew lifted his head and looked about him. The shrine, however, seemed to be alone in its glory. The knight perambulated it, frowning. Its precincts were deserted. More. Except for a distant horseman and two park-keepers, there was no human being in sight. Sir Andrew glanced at his watch and began to pace up and down.... As he turned for the second time, a clock struck seven.
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