“But frankly, I mean to fight this through if I possibly can. ‘I—I mean, she were—’ ‘Pretty as a picture?’ suggested Gerald. . 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. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. “Well?” she said, sitting down again.
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