The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 203: what you’re looking at

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186 REYNOLDS’ WORKS ened out of his wits, and I am very sure that he will not go and confess to his mamma,’’ she added, laughing ironically, “that he was robbed by a woman. But now I shall take my departure. Chiffin, you will meet me at the bridge over the canal half an hour after midnight. You know where I mean, in the road leading to Tottenham.” ‘“T know,” responded Chiffin, ‘‘ and I shall be there be- fore my time. It won’t take much more than an hour’s walk, so if I leave here at a quarter past eleven it will be all meht.. Lady Bess now quitted the wretched-looking room, and descending the stairs, issued from the public-house; then mounting her horse, she rode away. Gomichbooks?tco