“Would you mind calling that hansom for me?” He looked at it critically and shook his head. . . I won't keep you long. Happy Birthday, then. The chair was torture. ‘Comment? What do you wish?’ ‘What the devil do you think you’re up to now, I’d like to know?’ Her eyes flashed. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers.
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