Their expression was so amiable, that it would have redeemed a countenance a thousand times plainer than hers. They don’t know who did it, actually. My reception at West Kensington you know of. Grasping it firmly with both hands, he quickly wrenched if from the stones in which it was mortised, and leapt to the ground. “Damned Rascal!” he said. His hand flew across the paper.
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