” It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places. All the party were greatly interested by Sheppard's history— especially Figg, who laughed loud and long at the escape from the Condemned Hold. " So saying, he sprang, with a bound like that of a tiger-cat, against the throat of the woollen-draper. She had turned round sideways, so as to look down into the fire.
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