"What shall we do, Poll?" hesitated Edgeworth Bess. \"Thanks for walking me home. ” He slipped off the horse. The manager, however, who stood in the wings, nodded to her to proceed, and the orchestra commenced the first few bars of the music. For a moment, Kneebone had hesitated about giving the signal to Shotbolt, but, thinking a more favourable opportunity might occur, he determined not to hazard matters by undue precipitation. More importantly, she had her wits. "I don't deserve it," he said, at length; "but I would have risked a thousand deaths to enjoy this moment's happiness. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her.
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