Not a breath was drawn. "Here, Poll, help me!" Thus exhorted, Mrs. Men had tried that before, but never until now had they been quick enough. She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. ‘Because I love you. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. Stanley’s pace slackened.
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