Now they can hear the sound of wheels; and presently a light tax-cart swings round the corner, drawn by a large, bony, bay mare, and in which sits a heavy-looking, elderly man, in a light overcoat.,
He moves towards the door with "pride in his port, defiance in his eye," as Goldsmith would say.,
"You say well," he replied; "I give those women to the punishing society. They know what to do.".
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