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At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. ’ *** Mrs Chalkney, a long-time friend of the late Mrs Alderley, had been delighted to oblige that lady’s son. ‘Jacques, do not go!’ Jack gazed steadfastly at the floor. If we do not begin—” She had come to a resolution. “You fill me with happiness, John. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. Everyone will grumble to you confidentially—Miss Ellicot, she’s our swagger young lady, you know—up there, next to Miss White, she will tell you that it is so out of the world here, so far away from everyone one knows. This service rendered, without waiting for any farther order, she withdrew. “And think of the ordinary wives and mothers, with their anxiety, their limitations, their swarms of children!” Mr. She shook her head, almost breaking a smile.
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