” He plunged into one of his drawers, and brought up a small gold-foiled bottle. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. Their example was immediately imitated by the officers, constables, javelin men, and other attendants; and nothing was to be heard but shouts of laughter and jesting,—nothing seen but the passing of glasses, and the emptying of foaming jugs. But he has never been near her—never. Take, if you please, your own pistol.
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