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Mrs Sindlesham raised her brows. That was the only sound he heard. When she spoke, her lips twitched. "I hope not. I next proceeded to Jenny Bunch's, the Ship, in Trig Lane—there I got the same answer. One thing may be a necessary collateral of the others. She could not resist enduing persons she met with the noble attributes of the fictional characters. ‘Not but what it was near that before Jarvis died. ’ ‘I shall stop him,’ declared the old lady furiously. "Your ladyship is far too unwell to travel," remarked the female attendant, assisting her to rise; "you'll never be able to reach Manchester. A great bowl of scarlet carnations gleamed from a dark corner, set against the background of a deep brown wall. So go up-stairs and get your things together while I look out for a hansom.
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