With thinly veiled glee, Michelle described a rumor she had heard about John at a recent party. He opened the drawer of the writing table. "I wouldn't force him for the world: but if he don't tip the stivers, may I be cursed if he don't get a taste of the aqua pompaginis. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. "See how glad he is!" His irony and displeasure subsided. A wooden balcony in one of the adjoining houses was thronged with ladies, all of whom appeared to take a lively interest in the scene, and to be full of commiseration for the criminal, not, perhaps, unmixed with admiration of his appearance. “One has to be so careful of one’s friends and acquaintances,” he remarked, by way of transition.
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