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           "Ishouldthenhaverelatedthemtoyou,mylove,overyourFrenchroll.""Idaresayyouwould!Yourelateeverythingtome,Mr.Snagsby.""Everymylit""Ishouldbeglad,"saysMrs.Snagsbyaftercontemplatinghisincreasedconfusionwithasevereandsinistersmile,"ifyouwouldcomehomewithme;Ithinkyoumaybesaferthere,Mr.Snagsby,thananywhereelse.""Mylove,Idon’tknowbutwhatImaybe,Iamsure.Iamreadytogo."Mr.Snagsbycastshiseyeforlornlyroundthebar,givesMessrs.WeevleandGuppygoodmorning,assuresthemofthesatisfactionwithwhichheseesthemuninjured,andaccompaniesMrs.SnagsbyfromtheSol’sArms.BeforenighthisdoubtwhetherhemaynotberesponsibleforsomeinconceivablepartinthecatastrophewhichisthetalkofthewholeneighbourhoodisalmostresolvedintocertaintybyMrs.Snagsby’spertinacityinthatfixedgaze.Hismentalsufferingsaresogreatthatheentertainswanderingideasofdeliveringhimselfuptojusticeandrequiringtobeclearedifinnocentandpunishedwiththeutmostrigourofthelawifguilty.Mr.WeevleandMr.Guppy,havingtakentheirbreakfast,stepintoLincoln’sInntotakealittlewalkaboutthesquareandclearasmanyofthedarkcobwebsoutoftheirbrainsasalittlewalkmay."Therecanbenomorefavourabletimethanthepresent,Tony,"saysMr.Guppyaftertheyhavebroodinglymadeoutthefoursidesofthesquare,"forawordortwobetweenusuponapointonwhichwemust,withverylittledelay,cometoanunderstanding.""Now,Itellyouwhat,WilliamG.

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