It was, in his opinion, the most astonishing letter he had ever read. Mr. The veins in his throat and forehead swelled and blackened; his eyes protruded from their sockets, and stared wildly; a thick damp gathered on his brow: and blood gushed from his mouth, nostrils, and ears. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. "And you have seen … drunken men?" Prudence's tones were full of suppressed horror.
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