"
"Wood!" exclaimed Trenchard,—"of Wych Street?"
"The same. “Mine is a primitive and unstudied manner. "I wouldn't force him for the world:
but if he don't tip the stivers, may I be cursed if he don't get a taste of the aqua
pompaginis. ’
‘I think you—’ He broke off abruptly, astonished at what he had been about to
say. Very soon
she would be able to forget it. ‘To begin with,’ he said, ‘allow me a very tiny intimacy. "That
he couldn't choose any one so agreeable to me. A constant attendant at court, he had the mortification to see every one
promoted but himself, and thus bewails his ill-luck. She was quite unconcerned. ”
“Mr. As he hesitated, unable to make up his mind what to do for the
best, a heavy rumbling on the cobbles penetrated his absorption.
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