Finally she fell into reflection. " "Iss, missis," grinned the black. Lucy was surprised to hear that any party could happen on a week night, but the parents of the house in question were the rich absentee type. “We are Mr. . Our men had him fast, held down in a chair. Perhaps I ought not to; but this isn't a case to fiddle-faddle over. “Ass!” he went on, still warming. ” “But how can I help it? How can I keep silence?” “Please!” she insisted. ” The cabman, knocking with the butt end of his whip upon the window, reminded her that he was in a similar predicament. Happily they had no one else to wait for, and it heartened her mightily to think that she had ordered the promptest possible service of the dinner. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench.
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