There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. By this time, he had apparently accomplished all he desired; for moving the bottle out of Jack's reach, he appropriated it entirely to his own use, leaving the devoted lad to the care of the females. Pottiswick’s daughter found her tongue. ‘You seem to understand the gentry very well. There was a man, a boy, and a woman. I am having them to my own soirée on Monday. "Zounds! what's that!" he cried, as the noise of a scuffle was heard behind them. See? You marry me.
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