He was about to cut the sergeant short, when his eye fell on a gentleman walking along Piccadilly, his manner uncertain, his eyes shifting as if he sought something out. "You needn't go far to do that," returned Quilt; "there he stands. βI can argue with him very well indeed. It was horrible, but she must do it. Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy. β Hilary eyed him. β βOn the contrary.
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