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"Jack," said Mrs. They were enormously pleased with one another; they found each other
beyond measure better than they had expected, if only because of the want of
substance in mere expectation. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose
place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop
had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. “But,” he said, “you do not blame me altogether?”
She rose to her feet. Perhaps you'll next inform us why you have occasioned this
disturbance. “It is incredible. “And I have dragged you all over here for nothing,” she murmured. ”
The official had no more to say. She walked over to them still
carrying the trousers in her hands, and stooped to examine them. —'We'll do it,' said they, filling their glasses, and looking as fierce as
King George's grenadier guards; 'here's your health, Mint. She possessed
it, astonishing fact! She had summoned this energy so continuously during the
past four weeks that now it was abiding; she knew that it would always be with
her, on guard. "
"Aliva Trenchard!" exclaimed Mrs. “I am happy.
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