” “It astonishes me that I don’t,” said Manning, in a tone of intense selfenjoyment. Upon leaning back, he commented, “You look so sad. “I have nothing to say to you. " "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. “And then they are swollen up and inflamed and drunken with matter. ” His voice sounded muffled and heavy, as if he had gone to bed. ’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. Drink the toast, Jack. I don’t know that I understand altogether.
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