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“What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his
elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. “You needn’t be anxious about that! I
shall contrive to live. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the
glass. Cahill gave
me a hall pass. “We always have things out with OUR father, poor dear!” said Hetty. Skirting the noble
gardens of Montague House, (now, we need scarcely say, the British Museum,)
the party speedily reached Great Russell Street,—a quarter described by Strype,
in his edition of old Stow's famous Survey, "as being graced with the best
buildings in all Bloomsbury, and the best inhabited by the nobility and gentry,
especially the north side, as having gardens behind the houses, and the prospect
of the pleasant fields up to Hampstead and Highgate; insomuch that this place,
by physicians, is esteemed the most healthful of any in London. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing
wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’
He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. ’
‘Your groom? What for?’
‘Get him to wait outside. You will do as I say, or—’
‘Hoy!’ called Trodger from down the hall. "Ah!" exclaimed Wild, looking angrily towards his supposed attendant. It was so arranged that Ruth went on duty after breakfast and remained until
noon. “They have just
taken this house from Lady Cellender.
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