As the woollendraper's back was towards him, he did not perceive him, but continued his passionate addresses. "Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. “We are both of us trenching upon forbidden ground,” she said. . " "Odd's me! do you think so?" cried the host of the Trumpeter. They were drenched with water and suds.
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