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"I suppose I must have been senseless for some time; for, on coming to myself, I found this gash in my head, and the ground covered with blood. The vast area in front of Westminster Hall was thronged with people, and it was only by a vigorous application of their staves that the constables could force a passage for the vehicle. . With me behaving as if everything was infinitely matter-of-fact, what could he do? And just then Heaven sent old Manningtree—I didn’t tell you before of the fortunate intervention of Manningtree, did I? He was looking quite infernally distinguished, with a wide crimson ribbon across him—what IS a wide crimson ribbon? Some sort of knight, I suppose. Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth.
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