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” “That’s the comfort of you. " "As many as you please," replied Wood, walking towards the chimney-piece, and taking down a constable's, staff, which hung upon a nail. Maggot, drawing up her fine figure to its full height; "because I condescend to live with you, am I never to look at another man,— especially at one so much to my taste as this? Don't think it!" "You had better retire, Madam," said the woollen-draper, sharply, "if you can't conduct yourself with more propriety. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. But apart from that, you have no particular objection to him, I suppose?” “The occurrence of last night is quite sufficient in itself,” Sir John answered, “to make me wish to discontinue Mr. F.
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