The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. He was, however, instantly beaten back; and the fury of the mob was so great that it was with difficulty he could effect a retreat. She leaned back as he climbed on top of her and kissed her mouth again. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. When he could find words, he tried by the most urgent solicitations to prevail upon the constable to let him out.
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