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Mr Quilp delivered this last command in such a very energetic voice,
and moreover accompanied it with such a sudden gesture, indicative
of an intention to spring out of his hammock, and, night-capped as he
was, bear his wife home again through the public streets, that she
sped away like an arrow. Her worthy lord stretched his neck and eyes
until she had crossed the yard, and then, not at all sorry to have had
this opportunity of carrying his point, and asserting the sanctity of his
castle, fell into an immoderate fit of laughter, and laid himself down to
sleep again.
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