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The
landlady
flung
a
pair
of
lady
’
s
shoes
into
the
yard
,
and
bustled
away
.
‘
Number
five
,
’
said
Sam
,
as
he
picked
up
the
shoes
,
and
taking
a
piece
of
chalk
from
his
pocket
,
made
a
memorandum
of
their
destination
on
the
soles
—
‘
Lady
’
s
shoes
and
private
sittin
’
-
room
!
I
suppose
she
didn
’
t
come
in
the
vagin
.
’
‘
She
came
in
early
this
morning
,
’
cried
the
girl
,
who
was
still
leaning
over
the
railing
of
the
gallery
,
‘
with
a
gentleman
in
a
hackney
-
coach
,
and
it
’
s
him
as
wants
his
boots
,
and
you
’
d
better
do
’
em
,
that
’
s
all
about
it
.
’
‘
Vy
didn
’
t
you
say
so
before
,
’
said
Sam
,
with
great
indignation
,
singling
out
the
boots
in
question
from
the
heap
before
him
.
‘
For
all
I
know
’
d
he
was
one
o
’
the
regular
threepennies
.
Private
room
!
and
a
lady
too
!
If
he
’
s
anything
of
a
gen
’
l
’
m
’
n
,
he
’
s
vurth
a
shillin
’
a
day
,
let
alone
the
arrands
.
’
Stimulated
by
this
inspiring
reflection
,
Mr
.
Samuel
brushed
away
with
such
hearty
good
-
will
,
that
in
a
few
minutes
the
boots
and
shoes
,
with
a
polish
which
would
have
struck
envy
to
the
soul
of
the
amiable
Mr
.
Warren
(
for
they
used
Day
&
Martin
at
the
White
Hart
)
,
had
arrived
at
the
door
of
number
five
.
‘
Come
in
,
’
said
a
man
’
s
voice
,
in
reply
to
Sam
’
s
rap
at
the
door
.
Sam
made
his
best
bow
,
and
stepped
into
the
presence
of
a
lady
and
gentleman
seated
at
breakfast
.
Having
officiously
deposited
the
gentleman
’
s
boots
right
and
left
at
his
feet
,
and
the
lady
’
s
shoes
right
and
left
at
hers
,
he
backed
towards
the
door
.
‘
Boots
,
’
said
the
gentleman
.
‘
Sir
,
’
said
Sam
,
closing
the
door
,
and
keeping
his
hand
on
the
knob
of
the
lock
.
‘
Do
you
know
—
what
’
s
a
-
name
—
Doctors
’
Commons
?
’
‘
Yes
,
Sir
.
’
‘
Where
is
it
?
’
