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She heard him come in; the light burned on. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. ‘You, soldiers,’ she yelled. Then she came a few steps to meet him. I ought never to have thought of it. " "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise. "I have proofs to the contrary," replied Kneebone. " "Oh, dear!" simpered Edgeworth Bess, endeavouring to hide her confusion by looking steadfastly at her plate. Could she hold him and manage the reins? If only Gerald had not gone.
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