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“And that, I suppose,” he said, waving his stick towards Mr. Parbleu, but
I will certainly kill him this time. But
you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county
magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he
aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor—
James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. She hung about his chair, followed
him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce
the words which refused to rise to her tongue. ” He said to her with as much
casualness as he could muster. He lowered himself on
to her. The thought did not
occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. “They’d better not,” said Hetty. Wanting his coat, when he must have known that the pockets
were empty! But the effort to talk had cost him something.
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