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A nurse was at the other end of the room. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. And a ballot-box—” Her face assumed an expression of intellectual conflict. ” “Ready for the performance next Friday?” Martin asked. She wished he could smoke and dull his nerves a little.
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