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further particulars, before I left the neighborhood, had not you, Sir

Norman, run bolt into me, and knocked every idea clean out of my head"

"And you are sure you are not Leoline?" said Sir Norman, suspiciously

"To the best of my belief, Sir Norman, I am not," replied Hubert,

reflectively

"Well, it is all very strange, and very aggravating," said Sir Norone, at all events; no doubt

about that--and if you have not carried her off, soone herself," insinuated Hubert

"Bah! Gone herself!" said Sir Norman, scornfully "The idea is beneath

contempt: I tell you, Master Fine-feathers, the lady and I were to be

, and leave this disgusting

city for Devonshire Do you suppose, then, she would run out in the

s about the streets, or

eloping with herself?"

"Why, of course, Sir Norman, I can't take it upon myself to answer

positively; but, to use the mildest phrase, I must say the lady see very queer things I hope,

however, you believe me; for I earnestly assure you, I never laid eyes

on her but that once"