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As to Mr Haredale's journey, he goes, as I believe 'Yes, said Dolly. 'As I believe, resumed the locksmith, pinching her cheek, 'on business, Doll. What it may be, is quite another matter. Read Blue Beard, and don't be too curious, pet; it's no business of yours or mine, depend upon that; and here's dinner, which is much more to the purpose.
Such were the accounts brought to the old vintner by his servants as he sat at the side of Mr Haredale's bed, having been unable even to doze, after the first part of the night; too much disturbed by his own fears; by the cries of the mob, the light of the fires, and the firing of the soldiers.
But she set it down in her own mind that all this came from Miss Haredale's being so constant, and that if she would only take on with some other young gentleman just in the most innocent way possible, to keep her first lover up to the mark she would find herself inexpressibly comforted. 'I am sure that's what I should do if it was me, thought Dolly.
Who could look on and see her lavish caresses and endearments, and not desire to be in Emma Haredale's place; to be either her or Dolly; either the hugging or the hugged? Not Hugh. Not Dennis.
'What do you mean by splashing your drink about a gentleman's house, sir? said John. 'I'm drinking a toast, Hugh rejoined, holding the glass above his head, and fixing his eyes on Mr Haredale's face; 'a toast to this house and its master. With that he muttered something to himself, and drank the rest, and setting down the glass, preceded them without another word.
Miss Haredale is Mr Geoffrey Haredale's niece. 'Is her father alive? said the man, carelessly. 'No, rejoined the landlord, 'he is not alive, and he is not dead 'Not dead! cried the other. 'Not dead in a common sort of way, said the landlord.
Terrified to be left there by himself, under such desolate circumstances, and after all he had seen and heard that night, Solomon would have followed, but there had been something in Mr Haredale's manner and his look, the recollection of which held him spellbound. He stood rooted to the spot; and scarcely venturing to breathe, looked up with mingled fear and wonder.
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