He removed his cocked hat and came towards her. “Should I leave? Sounds like she is running out of food. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her. Gentlemen of the Mint," added he, pointing with his truncheon towards Mrs. "Ah!" he exclaimed, in a tone of anguish. A quick flush stained her cheeks. " "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. Proper enough now, when he could not help himself, but the habit would be formed; and when he was strong again it would become the normal role, hers to give and his to receive. ‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen. No, I thank you. ’ He endured the inevitable scold with patience, saluted Mrs Chalkney’s faded cheek, and went off to endure the necessary delay with what patience he could muster.
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