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Fee 'em high,
too, and do it quick! there's that wretch now liftin' out a tray!"
To those who have witnessed similar scenes it is needless to say that by
some magic the search was stopped, and neither Mrs. Browne's seal-skin,
nor Augusta's fur-lined cloak, nor Allen's overcoat were molested, and
the ten trunks were chalked and deposited in the express wagons, and the
Rossiter-Brownes, with Lord Hardy and Daisy, were driven to the Windsor.
Meantime Daisy had cried a good deal, and leaned her head against
Augusta and once against Lord Hardy's arm, and sobbed:
"Oh, Teddy, you knew my Archie, and know just how good and patient he
was, and how lonely I shall be without him. Oh, what shall I do?"
Teddy did not suggest anything she could do, though he naturally thought
she would go home at once; and Mrs. Browne thought so, too, when she had
recovered from her encounter with the custom-house officers and could
think of anything. But she would not be the first to suggest it
outright. She merely said it was a pity that Mrs.


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