But this lady had never learnt to moderate her behaviour in any thing. Reluctantly, Strange agreed that it would be better to go to the hotel nowand look for Lord Wellington in the morning. ds who, when they heard how far his wits had become deranged, werethrown into such lits of anxiety tha Strangeconsidered a moment.
Not knowing what else toattribute it to, she supposed it must be because there were so many mirrors inthe room. He had it in his right-hand pocket, butby the time he reached Great Pulteney-street it was gone. On a table athis side there was a little glass of wine and a small plate of biscuits. hey reached the placewhere they had left the magician and were amazed to find he was no longeralone.
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