"You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. He stooped to recover it, and his face was hidden. "Heard of your escapes. "Nothing!" echoed the other, scornfully. Such names shone brightly in the darkness, with black spaces of unilluminated emptiness about them, as stars shine in the night; but now—now it was different; now it was dawn—the real dawn. Take, if you please, your own pistol. They were sounding more and more like Civic every day. Almost the best of all.
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