“Do you play an instrument?”
“I play the fiddle sometimes. The first of these, whom he addressed as Mr. "
"Indeed!" said Shotbolt. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with
increased embarrassment. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. With me
behaving as if everything was infinitely matter-of-fact, what could he do? And
just then Heaven sent old Manningtree—I didn’t tell you before of the fortunate
intervention of Manningtree, did I? He was looking quite infernally
distinguished, with a wide crimson ribbon across him—what IS a wide crimson
ribbon? Some sort of knight, I suppose. "You have betrayed me," said he, in a deep whisper, to his companion; "but you
shall reap the reward of your treachery. But he may remain with
you if he pleases: I sha'n't hinder him. “She can’t go now.
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