Now let us forget it. Diedermeyer, sweetheart? He just went in. The atmosphere seemed heavy with the odour of drugs. And Lady Trafford having been carried down stairs, and placed within it, the postboy drove off, at a rapid pace for Barnet. She has contrived to keep out of my sight up to this time, and I've no doubt she'll keep out of it altogether for the future. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue.
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