“Dear me,” she said, “I fancy you exaggerate my fame. " "You'll dance upon nothing, presently," rejoined Jonathan, brutally. Strange, I shouldn't know him when he called on me. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. "You've perjured yourself.
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