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" There was a brief, breathless pause. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted, and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in such garments as could be most easily slipped on. You need have no apprehensions about him, Sir Rowland. It is queer, but men of education and good birth fall swiftest and lowest. And talking of every conceivable thing. That is where life takes advantage of youth. " "You mustn't talk. ‘But lay him down.
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