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I thren the whip "Begone, sirrah!" I ordered "And keep out of ht to-morrow!"

With his face still dark red and with a pulse beating fiercely in his cheek, he moved slowly toward the door, turned when he had reached it and saluted, then went out and closed it after him

"Now he too will be your eneht you st theone froinia?"

"So I ith you, madam," I said bluntly, and went to call the minister down to supper