" "The very idea is dreadful," whimpered Edgeworth Bess. So I set out to find you, even if it cost ten times sixteen thousand. But now you must be quiet; there's been too much excitement. Arrived in Paris she remembered that she had not the money for a fiacre. They were sure to catch up with her. A true nun. You are nothing of the sort. All my plans have succeeded. The galleries adjoining it were crowded with spectators,—so was the roof of a large tavern, then the only house standing at the end of the Edgeware Road,—so were the trees,—the walls of Hyde Park,—a neighbouring barn, a shed,—in short, every available position.
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