” “What’s our lot?” asked her sister. "I will have no satisfaction but his life. Will you let your servant call me a hansom,” she continued, opening the door before he could reach her side. Jack was a comical scoundrel, and made a little too free with his grace's best burgundy, as well as his grace's favourite housekeeper. ’ ‘Parbleu, you deserve I should stick this dagger in you this minute. The rest was easy. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard.
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