Chapter 72: LXXI

LXXI Clown … ’Twas in the Bunch of Grapes, where, indeed, you have a delight to sit, have you not? Froth I have so: because it is an open room, and good for winter. Clown Why, very well then: I hope here be truths. Measure for Measure Five days after the death of Raffles, Mr. Bambridge was standing at his leisure under the large archway leading into the yard of the Green Dragon. He was not fond of solitary contemplation, but he had only…