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" "Dear me!" sympathised Mrs. E. The soldiers surrounded the cart, drew their swords, and by striking the rioters first with the blunt edge of their blades, and afterwards with the sharp points, succeeded in driving them back. “Come right in,” he hissed under his breath, with the true conspirator’s note, closed the door very softly and pointed, “Through there!” By the meagre light of a gas lamp she perceived a cobbled yard with four large furniture vans standing with horses and lamps alight. “I expect it is pretty well in shreds by now. He could hardly open the envelope, he trembled so. “Couldn’t we three go out and have some coffee somewhere? The thought of that drawing-room paralyses me. Ed. Brown or Jones, I dare say. Master, your humble servant.
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