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They stood a moment listening, with averted eyes. A second peal from the bell was followed by roars of laughter, amid which a remonstrant voice was audible. Then the house door was hammered with a stick. Conolly ran downstairs at once and opened it. On the step he found Marmaduke reeling in the arms of the Rev. George. "How are you, ol' fler?" said Marmaduke, plunging into the hall.

The debilitated cousin supposes he is "'normously rich fler." "He has a stake in the country," says Sir Leicester, "I have no doubt. He is, of course, handsomely paid, and he associates almost on a footing of equality with the highest society." Everybody starts. For a gun is fired close by. "Good gracious, what's that?" cries Volumnia with her little withered scream. "A rat," says my Lady.

The debilitated cousin, more debilitated by the dreariness of the place, gets into a fearful state of depression, groaning under penitential sofa-pillows in his gunless hours and protesting that such fernal old jail's nough t'sew fler up frever.

The debilitated cousin only hopes some fler'll be executed zample. Thinks more interest's wanted get man hanged presentime than get man place ten thousand a year. Hasn't a doubt zample far better hang wrong fler than no fler. "YOU know life, you know, sir," says Mr. Bucket with a complimentary twinkle of his eye and crook of his finger, "and you can confirm what I've mentioned to this lady.