But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. “Yes. "So, stir your stumps, Saint Giles; and, if you mean to lock us up, use despatch. This done, Edgeworth Bess, who watched her opportunity, slipped out of the Lodge. A pity you did not think to tell me that part of the tale at the outset. She's the boss. It shall be your wedding ring.
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