But sadly, at Lullingstone we are too far off the coast to be of use. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. That was life. “It will spoil your life. —Sorry to quit your lord—worships, I mean,—I don't know what I mean," she added, a little confused, and dropping a profound curtsey to the disguised noblemen, each of whom replied by a bow, worthy, in her opinion, of a prince of the blood at the least,—"but I've a few necessary orders to give below. Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze. “I hope that it has not done any harm. A moment afterwards, the street was illumined by a blaze of torchlight, and a tumultuous uproar, mixed with the clashing of weapons, and the braying of horns, announced the arrival of the first detachment of Minters.
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