’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. She dived at once behind the cover of the lamproom and affected serious trouble with her shoe-lace until he was out of the station, and then she followed slowly and with extreme discretion until the bifurcation of the Avenue from the field way insured her escape. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You should have gone to Charvill. pglaf. But you——” Something seemed to catch his breath. She went about the familiar home with a clearer and clearer sense of inevitable conclusions. "I'll soon settle this business.
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