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“By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. Then fury claimed her and she could no longer pretend. ‘You keep a-hold of him,’ Trodger ordered his men. “If I thought for a moment that there was any chance of a relapse, I should stop here and tell him the truth even now. It was enough. Whatever he wrote he was: he became this or that character, he suffered or prospered equally. We've made a pretty penny by him—sixty guineas this blessed day. “There’s endless reasons, no doubt, why we shouldn’t,” he said. There all the loose characters thronged, assignations were openly made, and the spectators diverted themselves with the vagaries of its miserable inhabitants. In the next box hangs the rope by which he suffered. Wild has made up his mind, and, when that's the case, all the persuasion on earth won't turn him.
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