Chapter 6

most courteous, but firm as the monumental adamant._" She enters the carriage, and throws herself sobbing on the cushion. Policeman springs in after her, and seating himself opposite, throws his bull's-eye full on her face. "_My husband!_" "_Aye, wrrrretched woman. Drive on_, JEEMES." (In a voice of thunder.) "HOME!" (With intense irony,) "_Your_ home, Madam; yours, _once loved_ CORONETTINA."

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