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Maggot was equipped in a light blue riding-habit, trimmed with silver, a hunting-cap and a flaxen peruke, and, instead of a whip, carried a stout cudgel. That's part of the bargain. They had chosen to deliberately and wickedly insult a lady who had done her best to entertain them for many weeks. Suddenly he came to a stop, his mouth agape. Some part of the stiff vigour of the man seemed to have subsided. ” “It is Number 8, Cavendish Square,” she answered simply. He staggered back a few paces; and, before he could recover himself, Thames tripped up his heels, and, placing the point of the spike at his throat, threatened to stab him if he attempted to stir, or cry out. She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face.
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