"Your business, Sir?" returned the other, stiffly. . "So, stir your stumps, Saint Giles; and, if you mean to lock us up, use despatch. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. I'd like to shake you until your bones rattled; but the bones of a Roundhead wouldn't rattle to any purpose.
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