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I'll tell you something. “How did you find me?” He asked. “No Christmas dinner,” she said, “or anything nice! One doesn’t even know what you are doing. Say I’m out, away, anything!” “I am sorry, sir,” the man answered, “but she had sent away her hansom before I answered the bell. I loved her and made love to her, and I don’t think she quite loved me back in the same way. But while there's life there's hope. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard.
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