"Nor any one else, I suspect," answered Ireton, winking significantly. Mounting the door he had last opened, he placed his hands on the wall above, and quickly drew himself up. ’ ‘She told you!’ ‘And,’ pursued Gerald, ignoring his friend’s scornful interjection, ‘that it was not always convenient to be dressed as a young girl. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. But his words were borne away by the driving wind. "Poor Mrs. There is a tragedy to come. There was a concerted gasp of shock from both the black-garbed lad and the coachman. Having no more patience, I drew you aside to give you a compliment on your radiant beauty.
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