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At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. The place to which you went was not the English Embassy, and the whole performance was a fraud. "A miserly old woman. "A hundred dollars which was left from your husband's money. Earles declared. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. He displayed none of the airy optimism of their previous talk over the downland gate. Then she sang. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true.

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