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And Lady Trafford having been carried down stairs, and placed within it, the postboy drove off, at a rapid pace for Barnet. She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. "She is saying that you, a woman, will readily understand the position in which she finds herself. "If things had gone smoothly," he thought, "I should have cursed the fellow's stupidity. \"I've got some chores to do and I usually cook dinner on weeknights. ‘Besides, I don’t want the men blundering in here and frightening off our spy.
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