#408585 - Now shall you do the honours or shall I? Or Brabbinger, perhaps he will be your proxy?” he suggested, “If you cannot oblige?” “I shall not,” I demured. “Dear god no!” she protested weakly. She screamed, her mouth wide and poor Brabbinger was free, he shot from the chair as if hit by lightning and heedless of his lack of breeches and decorum he rushed from the room to a chorus of screams from the Lord Lieutenant’s servants in the adjoining passageway, kitchen and pantry! “Miss Williams,” the Lord Lieutenant said, “That was unkind, an assault indeed, now if you do not wish to spend a week in the stocks in the market square, bared for all to see, you will mend your ways.
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