Turning, she flew for the nearest door. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. She gulped for air merely, for it had been difficult to breathe with his hand almost cutting off the supply to her lungs. By the old regulations, the free use of strong liquors not being interdicted, a tap-house was kept in the Lodge, and also in a cellar on the Common Side,—under the superintendence of Mrs. That's well.
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