You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. O'Higgins and I landed at Copeley's yesterday; and Mr. . " "What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly. Curses light on the horse!" he added, seizing the bridle of his steed, who continued snorting and shivering, as if still under the influence of some unaccountable alarm; "what can ail him?" "I know what ails him, your honour," rejoined the groom, riding up as he spoke; "he's seen somethin' not o' this world. 4.
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