“Mr. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. '—'It's not to be thought of,' says I, thumping the table till every glass on it jingled; 'and I know a way as'll prevent it. "The sums lavished upon those people are perfectly disgraceful, and I should be enchanted to see them hooted from the stage.
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