” Lucy said, frowning. ”
He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen,
seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. Can you lend
me some stuff?”
“You ARE a chap!” said Constance, and warmed only slowly from the idea of
dissuasion to the idea of help. She had no idea what she should do. "I shall kill her if I stay longer," muttered her son, completely terrified. I know he
is dead. On the same day, moreover, which, by a
curious coincidence, was the birthday of the Chevalier de Saint George, mobs
were collected together in the streets, and the health of that prince was publicly
drunk under the title of James the Third; while, in many country towns, the bells
were rung, and rejoicings held, as if for a reigning monarch:—the cry of the
populace almost universally being, "No King George, but a Stuart!"
The adherents of the Chevalier de Saint George, we have said, were lavish in
promises to their proselytes. While the strife was raging, Edgeworth Bess walked up to Rachel, and
advised her, if she valued her life, not to scream or stir from the spot; a caution
which the housekeeper, whose curiosity far outweighed her fears, received in
very good part. "Stop a minute, my dear," cried Austin.
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