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His pride, however, would not suffer him to interfere with their proceedings; much less could he bring himself to acknowledge that he had been in the wrong, and entreat Lady Trafford to remain, though he was well aware that her life might be endangered if she travelled by night. That day Gerald had brought her to this excessively careful house, where she had felt very much alone and very unlike herself. There it was—to be borrowed. Half after six. That’s the fact of the matter. The advanced guard had endeavoured to disperse the mob in Field Lane, but were not prepared to meet with the resistance they encountered. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. She is like some character out of Phra the Phoenician: she's been buried for thirty years and just been excavated. Great sport, eh? To haul them back from the ragged edge. She felt she must get him talking upon some impersonal theme at any cost. A door slammed.
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