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"Nothing more than this," answered Kneebone,—"that after the failure of his projects, and the downfall of his party, he retired to his seat, Ashton Hall, near Manchester, and has remained there ever since, entirely secluded from the world. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. Reconnoitring them through a small grated loophole, he refused to open the door till they had explained their business. “I was glad you did not send it back again,” he said. ‘Oh, famous.
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