"Beg pardon, Sir Rowland," said the attendant, "but there's a boy from Mr. ” “Okay. He was a thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. ‘Did you sigh and flutter your eyelashes?’ ‘Certainly I did. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. Shouting to his companion, even as they passed by where I hid myself, he called out that he thought to find you at the convent. These were his mistresses, Poll Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. “Please stop by. We'll try whether he'll get loose again.
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