"The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. “There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. “Young lady! Are you sure you’re of legal age to be smoking those cigarettes?” “No, I’m not of legal age. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words.
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