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I think a wife a needless incumbrance, and mean to die a bachelor. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the
ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. “Fancy stabbing a man for jealousy!” she thought. "
"Blessings upon him!" cried Lady Trafford, fervently. His expression altered. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you
confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your
grandfather, girl. He did not so much cut into this conversation as
loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. "So did I," answered Jack; "we had better move on. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's
look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his
hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security
of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and
others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it
gone, he felt certain he had been robbed. Give me but leave to try. He should never sufficiently be
able to regret the return which they had made to her. He rang the doorbell, even though she had
already cracked the door for him.
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