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Shocked, Melusine shot out of that blanketing warmth of sensation. From McClintock's came an infernal tinkletinkle, tump-tump! There was no composing with such a sound hammering upon the ear. It was the grand nursery of vice. His number was unlisted and unpublished. Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand. On the same day, moreover, which, by a curious coincidence, was the birthday of the Chevalier de Saint George, mobs were collected together in the streets, and the health of that prince was publicly drunk under the title of James the Third; while, in many country towns, the bells were rung, and rejoicings held, as if for a reigning monarch:—the cry of the populace almost universally being, "No King George, but a Stuart!" The adherents of the Chevalier de Saint George, we have said, were lavish in promises to their proselytes. But, by Jove! you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their hair.
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