She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. The concourse extended along Giltspur Street as far as Smithfield. She had been so young then. He's as nice and civil-spoken a gentleman as need be; by the same token," she added, in an under tone, "that he gave me a span new crown piece. Who’s for a rubber of whist?” Ennison made so many mistakes that he was glad to cut out early in the evening. Between herself and yonder evil mind she had the strongest buckler God could give—love.
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