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Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. " "Do you believe his failure caused…. And, dragging Mrs. Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call him “Mangles!” “I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. Men of action by the scarlet coats with their grey facings—insignia of the county militia. ’ ‘What?’ Roding’s glare tried Gerald’s control severely, but he pursued his theme unheeding. The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly extinguished. "It's not very likely that a babby of nine months old will save my life, if I'm to be his friend, as you seem to say, Mrs. “The numbers are a little difficult to see in the archway. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed, in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount. " "Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the square here. "Who is it?" "He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman.
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