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Then at length a tall gentleman in a beautiful frock-coat was seen to be expostulating sternly with the seventh pair of golden commissionaires; the recalcitant doors flew open, and the beautiful frock-coat was hurled violently against a marble pillar for its pains. 'I knew I should do it, she said to herself, 'and Alb said I shouldn't. In another moment Hugo's was a raging sea of petticoats.