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Mrs. Rawlins answered, that her lady was always accustomed to be obeyed at once; and told Hilson to make haste.
Juliet entreated for only a moment's delay; but the man would not listen.
Though from justice Juliet could have nothing to fear, the idea of being forced to own herself, when a peace-officer was sent for, to avoid being examined as a criminal, filled her with such horrour and affright, that, calling out, "Stop! stop! I beseech you stop!—" she ran after the man, with a precipitate eagerness, that made her nearly rush into the arms of a gentleman, who, at that moment, having just passed by Hilson, filled up the way.
Without looking at him, she sought to hurry on; but, upon his saying, "I ask pardon, Ma'am, for barricading your passage in this sort;" she recognized the voice of her first patron, the Admiral.
Charmed with the hope of succour, "Is it you, Sir?" she cried. "Oh Sir,
