" "I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. " "That is your fault, none of mine. I struck him across the face, jumped out and went back by train to Paris. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down.
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