” “I plead guilty, Miss Pellissier,” he answered at once. “Are you free tomorrow? Should I call?” He asked. 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.
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