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A Turn of the Screw

           Bagnet’sgravityhasnowattaineditsprofoundestpoint."Gotothedevil!"repeatstheoldman."I’llhavenomoreofyourpipe-smokingsandswaggerings.What?You’reanindependentdragoon,too!Gotomylawyer(yourememberwhere;youhavebeentherebefore)andshowyourindependencenow,willyou?Come,mydearfriend,there’sachanceforyou.Openthestreetdoor,Judy;puttheseblusterersout!Callinhelpiftheydon’tgo.Put’emout!"HevociferatesthissoloudlythatMr.Bagnet,layinghishandsontheshouldersofhiscomradebeforethelattercanrecoverfromhisamazement,getshimontheoutsideofthestreetdoor,whichisinstantlyslammedbythetriumphantJudy.Utterlyconfounded,Mr.Georgeawhilestandslookingattheknocker.Mr.Bagnet,inaperfectabyssofgravity,walksupanddownbeforethelittleparlourwindowlikeasentryandlooksineverytimehepasses,apparentlyrevolvingsomethinginhismind."Come,Mat,"saysMr.Georgewhenhehasrecoveredhimself,"wemusttrythelawyer.Now,whatdoyouthinkofthisrascal?"Mr.Bagnet,stoppingtotakeafarewelllookintotheparlour,replieswithoneshakeofhisheaddirectedattheinterior,"IfmyoldgirlhadbeenhereI’dhavetoldhim!"Havingsodischargedhimselfofthesubjectofhiscogitations,hefallsintostepandmarchesoffwiththetrooper,shouldertoshoulder.WhentheypresentthemselvesinLincoln’sInnFields,Mr.Tulkinghornisengagedandnottobeseen.

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