\" That again. ‘I’m taking you to Gerald, my girl. At the same moment a martial flourish, proceeding from cow's horns, tin canisters filled with stones, bladders and cat-gut, with other sprightly, instruments, was struck up, and, enlivened by this harmonious accompaniment, the troop reached its destination in the best possible spirits for an encounter. If only for the sake of her argument with her home, she wanted success. "It's too late to carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house. I’m the sort of dog, if you turn it out of the room it lies down on the mat at the door. “It does not appear to me,” he said, stiffly, “to be an affair for jests. That’s really what I want to discuss. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. Earles,” she exclaimed.
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