They're only just gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated more violently than before. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not. I understand. His lips were tight drawn. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. He called here on his way back, after he had been to Bedlam to visit poor Mrs.
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