Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 8 by Samuel Richardson
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None at all, Sir. I am sorry for that. But whose is this? Mine, Sir, chuffily said John. Thine, man! why then I will take it of thee. This, and a bed-chamber, and a garret for one servant, will content me. I will give thee thine own price, and half a guinea a day over, for those conveniencies. For ten guineas a day, Sir-- Hold, John! (Master Smith I should say)--Before thou speakest, consider-- I won't be affronted, man. Sir, I wish you'd walk down, said the good woman. Really, Sir, you take-- Great liberties I hope you would not say, Mrs. Smith? Indeed, Sir, I was going to say something like it. Well, then, I am glad I prevented you; for such words better become my mouth than yours. But I must lodge with you till the lady returns. I believe I must. However, you may be wanted in the shop; so we'll talk that over there. Down I went, they paying diligent attendance on my steps. |
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