‘My God!’ he said, ‘I’ll go after them and kill him. 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. “Don’t you have a wife? Where are your children?” She asked. ‘Tell me about the convent? Were you happy there? They were kind to you, the nuns?’ ‘Oh, but yes. Men are always doing it, and if you set up to be a man—” “No, it’s absolutely out of the question, Mr. . He wore a black tail coat buttoned tightly over his chest, and a large diamond pin sparkled in a white satin tie which had seen better days.
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