She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. " "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. Collins, you can go now. He was always deceived by these rustlings which promised wind and seldom fulfilled that promise. Do you understand?’ ‘Aye, sir.
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