They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. "You cannot understand me, Madam; and it is well you cannot. They were both dressed in every respect alike. ‘I agree with you. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. "That's well. Some part of the stiff vigour of the man seemed to have subsided. “Idiots!” she said, when she heard this pandemonium, and with particular reference to this young lady with the throaty contralto next door. But perhaps you don't know; there was nothing in the pockets. You may well say it's impossible! His Majesty's jail of Newgate is admirably guarded, I must say. You will have to tell me.
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