Stir a foot, and I strike. She laughed as the deluge seemed to grow worse with every step. Lord bless you marm! we sees plenty on 'em in our purfession. ‘If, in truth, you are a gentleman,’ she said in a trembling tone, ‘you will move to the side that I may leave this room. If we were set upon I could not defend you.
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