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manner enters it by the other. At the same time the 

 incomparable Tom Hennesy languidly mounts on to his 

 box. He chews a piece of sweet lavender given by the 



Filling the Boot. 



pretty housemaid — assumes the whip as a marshal does 

 his bdto)i, and darts a deathly glance over his left 

 shoulder at the lingering fair. " Let 'em go," he says, 

 " and look out for yourselves." The ostlers fly from the 



