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The three clerks fought for the only window, and saw her whisked into a hansom. Lady Trafford uttered a prolonged scream, and fainted. "Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!" Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's mouth, and forced him out of the room. "I've set a trap for him. I've told you about him; and you wrote a shrewd yarn on the subject. He was so depressed and disheartened that he did not then believe he would ever write again.
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