" "Never count your chickens till they're hatched," observed Mrs. " "I'll tell you what I'll do," rejoined the other. "I thought we were going to have some music," she said. " Here the chapmen set up another boisterous peal. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields. John knew everybody, it seemed.
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