Anna thrust hers into her pocket unopened, and for the first time left the house without a smile upon her face. Nothing but the publicity of the place and the recollection of that terrible constituency kept him from attempting some perfectly respectful but unmistakable evidence of his sympathy. The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. ‘I dare say the best plan will be for me to bring her to see you, after all. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own. “I know. Stay! I'll go myself. She held out both her hands. We’ve brought a carriage to take you back to London, and I’ve settled with Trodger, who has just given me a coherent account of the affair. He left that arid rule clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy.
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