CHAPTER I THE PRINCESS NEXT DOOR THE thin young man with the glossy hat got out of the cab at the end of the street, and looked somewhat distrustfully down that street; glanced with equal distrust at the cabman. A man lounging against the corner public-house, as though to keep that British institution from falling, and leaving him without refreshment, got away from it, and inserted himself between the driver and the fare, ready to give information or advice to both, on the strength of being a local resident. "Are you quite sure that this is Arcadia Street?" asked the young man in the glossy...
CHAPTER I THE PRINCESS NEXT DOOR THE thin young man with the glossy hat got out of the cab at the end of the street, and looked somewhat distrustfully...
