When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. Well, after all, he seemed to be turning the subject. Don't be afraid—I won't hurt you. “In self-defence I had to,” she answered. Things now began to wear so serious a aspect that a messenger was secretly despatched to the Savoy for troops, and in half an hour a regiment of the guards arrived, who by dint of great exertion succeeded in partially dispersing the tumultuous assemblage. Smith had never seen anything like it. His figure was tall and commanding, and the expression of his countenance (though somewhat disturbed by his recent exertion) was resolute and stern. In addition, the Fadden Dance business, all out of proportion, occupied the whole foreground of her thoughts and threw a color of rebellion over everything. A young man was playing the banjo.
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