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I waited for her at the back. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. Besides, there are greater rascals than Jack Sheppard at liberty, Sir Rowland. He conveyed not only his sense of the extreme want of correctitude in their unsanctioned meetings, but also that, so far as he was concerned, this irregularity mattered not at all, that he had flung—and kept on flinging—such considerations to the wind. He noticed the two chairs close together. I can’t rest or work or settle down to anything while things are like this between you and me.
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