“Dreadful women, my dear!” said Miss Stanley. She knew that to expect more now was like anticipating a gold-mine in the garden. Drawing the pay of life and then not living. " So saying, he sprang, with a bound like that of a tiger-cat, against the throat of the woollen-draper.
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