” Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly garbed waiter, threw open the door. Accordingly, he stopped the coach, dismounted, and hastened towards the assemblage, which, he was glad to find, consisted chiefly of a posse of watchmen and other guardians of the night. “Oh, Veronica!” she said, “to leave your home!” She had been weeping.
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