Lady Angela shrugged her shoulders. Bird,—who was rushing up stairs, alarmed by Mr. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. A. ‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence.
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