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"H'm!" said Miss Gabriel again, as she once more surveyed the shrinking Archelaus. "So you allowed you'd steal a march on me?"
"I had no such thought, ma'am," stammered Archelaus.
"You'll get no good out of it, anyway; and of that I warn you. Good morning, sir!"-this with a curtsey to the Lord Proprietor.
"Good morning, ma'am! How d'ye do,