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“I will take a carriage,” she said, “and fetch my things. ” She closed her mouth. The other kicked over the traces a bit, made rather a hit with her singing at some of those French places, and went the pace in a mild, ladylike sort of way. To-night she could have hugged both the old maids. You'll live to hate chicken; and the man in you will rise up and demand strong drink. Wood, meanwhile, had summoned his men-servants, and having armed them with such weapons as could be found, they proceeded to the garden, where the first object they encountered was Thames Darrell, extended on the ground, and weltering in his blood.
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