" "For me!" vociferated Mrs. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. . And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. ‘I’ve never found a woman who did not drive me into a frenzy of boredom. By this time, the door was unlocked, and drawing his sword, Quilt entered the cell.
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