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” Lucy replied, and brushed past him on the stair. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. I need only just jump up and throw myself upon you. But I want to know whether in such an event you would stand by me?” She held out her hand. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. "Don't disturb yourself," said his follower, motioning him to keep still; "it's all right. “Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,” he said. "I never wear false whiskers," went on O'Higgins. ” “But is that really so?” said Ann Veronica. " "Anything else, Sir?" "No:—stay! you'd better not bring up any silver forks or spoons. . “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam.
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