"Bring him out, Quilt. Ireton and his friends to taste it. ‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t
what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. He wanted
to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. Sir John followed me to London and married me. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and,
on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys
was collected in the yard. “One has such ridiculous ideas of the wicked common people and the
beautiful machinery of order that ropes them in. It would be very hard perhaps
to make you understand just how I feel about it. The eldest, Constance, was lost, by the
carelessness of a servant, during her infancy, and has never since been heard of:
the youngest, Aliva, is the present Lady Trafford. You MUST not, you SHALL not go. You are your nephew's
executioner, or he is yours. That is what my mother used to call me. A little Cockney recovered it, and made ridiculous attempts to get to her and
replace it. He stopped in mid-sentence, and Ann Veronica opened the door for her aunt.
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