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Crawley of Queen’s Crawley

           Itisneedlesstoparticularizethenumberofthevehicle,ortostatethatthedriverwasstationedthusearlyintheneighbourhoodofSwallowStreet,inhopesthatsomeyoungbuck,reelinghomewardfromthetavern,mightneedtheaidofhisvehicle,andpayhimwiththegenerosityofintoxication.

           Itislikewiseneedlesstosaythatthedriver,ifhehadanysuchhopesasthoseabovestated,wasgrosslydisappointed;andthattheworthyBaronetwhomhedrovetotheCitydidnotgivehimonesinglepennymorethanhisfare.ItwasinvainthatJehuappealedandstormed;thatheflungdownMissSharp’sbandboxesinthegutteratthe‘Necks,andsworehewouldtakethelawofhisfare.

           "You’dbetternot,"saidoneoftheostlers;"it’sSirPittCrawley."

           "Soitis,Joe,"criedtheBaronet,approvingly;"andI’dliketoseethemancandome."

           "Soshouldoi,"saidJoe,grinningsulkily,andmountingtheBaronet’sbaggageontheroofofthecoach.

           "Keeptheboxforme,Leader,"exclaimstheMemberofParliamenttothecoachman;whoreplied,"Yes,SirPitt,"withatouchofhishat,andrageinhissoul(forhehadpromisedtheboxtoayounggentlemanfromCambridge,whowouldhavegivenacrowntoacertainty),andMissSharpwasaccommodatedwithabackseatinsidethecarriage,whichmightbesaidtobecarryingherintothewideworld.

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