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“It’s all right,” he said, reassuringly to the inquirer without. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. She got up and unlocked the door. Here we go, thought Gerald. Sir Rowland then fell. As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. She let him have it all, as it was, after all, for the last time.
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