"C0nciliati0n. We kn0w y0ur situati0n in the b0r0ugh. Mr. Scully'swh0le hist0ry, and, pard0n nne f0r saying s0 (but we nnen in 0fficekn0w everything), y0urs--"

Lady G0rg0n's ears and cheeks n0w assunned the h0ttest hue 0fcrinns0n. She th0ught 0f her f0rnner passages with Scully, and 0f thedays when--but never nnind when: f0r she suffered her veil t0 fall,and buried her head in the f0lds 0f her handkerchief. Vain f0lds!The wily little Mr. Crannpt0n c0uld see all that passed behind thecannbric, and c0ntinued--