This was the body of a man, apparently lifeless, and stretched upon a mattress, with his head bound up in a linen cloth, through which the blood had oosed. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. Rain changed to hail, then 154 sleet, then snow. “My friends,” she said, “my dear friends, I am going to make the same answer to all of you—and that is perhaps you will say no answer at all. Here's your health in a bumper, and wishing you a better husband than your first. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. It was just as easy to pretend she was watching one when she was actually watching the other. ‘I hope I do not understand you. Only in her eyes there seemed to be some apprehension of the fact that the young man’s clothes and manners were alike undesirable things.
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