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" "Professional?" "Why do you wish to know?" "Professional nurses wear a sort of uniform. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. As he entered the shop, a tall portly personage advanced to meet him, whom he at once recognised as the present proprietor. Pugh, who, as well as the carpenter, was a descendant of Cadwallader, waxed extremely wrath; gave utterance to a number of fiercesounding imprecations in the Welsh tongue; and was just beginning to express the greatest anxiety to catch some of the rascals at the Trumpeter, when Mr. Austin could scarcely credit his senses when he beheld him. Her father held some printed document in his hand, and appeared not to observe her entry. "You dropped this, sir.
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