Prudence reminded him that he was a county magistrate, and parliamentary candidate for a somewhat difficult borough, where his principal supporters were dissenters of strict principles who took a zealous interest in his moral character. He folded the garments carefully and replaced them on the chair. He walked across the Park and called upon his sister. He did not stagger in the least. He's rewriting Poe and De Maupassant; and that stuff was good only when Poe and De Maupassant wrote it. “Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?” Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct.
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