" "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. One of your arms shall be drawn to one side of the room, and the other arm to the other side, and your legs shall be served in the like manner. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. I rarely set foot in London these days.
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