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“We have scarcely mentioned your
name. I believed that she was my
wife, or she would have been safe from me. "Curse you! Where are the bailiffs? Rot you! have you lost your tongue? Devil
seize you! you could bawl loud enough a moment ago!"
"Silence, Blueskin!" interposed an authoritative voice, immediately behind the
ruffian. “Well, hello there. "Why, how the devil did you happen to guess that?" cried the janizary. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who
waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key,
laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the
coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s
shop that led to the field path to her home.
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