In The Bishop S Carriage

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Miss Nellie Stewart and Mr George Musgrove present the English Dramatic Company in, "In the bishop's carriage'', Saturday 11th November, [1905?], at the Princess Theatre.

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Excerpt from In the Bishop's Carriage When the thing was at its hottest, I bolted. Tom, like the darling he is - (Yes, you are, old fellow, you're as precious to me as - as you are to the police - if they could only get their hands on you) - well, Tom drew off the crowd, having passed the old gentleman's watch to me, and I made for the women's rooms. The station was crowded, as it always is in the afternoon, and in a minute I was strolling into the big, square room, saying slowly to myself to keep me steady: "Nancy, you're a college girl - just in from Bryn Mawr to meet your papa. Just see if your hat's on straight." I did, going up to the big glass and looking beyond my excited face to the room behind me. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.