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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. At the eastern gate of the churchyard stood the carriage with the steps lowered. " "I will—I will," replied Wood hastily. "I've done nothing to offend you," persisted Jack. ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat. “WHAT a place! “Stuffy isn’t the word for it. Mr. ‘And me, I am a lady. I don’t care. “You have the temperament,” he said. ‘But for now, I’m taking you home. ‘It is London’s loss, ma’am. Coarse as were the ruffian's notions of feminine beauty, he could not be insensible to the surpassing loveliness of the fair creature, who had thus solicited his attention. If he adhered to this policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of recollection. "Our talking will not bother him.
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