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To this , however , Dr Thorne positively refused his consent . The evening passed off better than the preceding one ; at least the early part of it . Sir Louis did not get tipsy ; he came up to tea , and Mary , who did not feel so keenly on the subject as her uncle , almost wished that he had done so . At ten o'clock he went to bed . But after that new troubles came on . The doctor had gone downstairs into his study to make up some of the time which he had lost , and had just seated himself at his desk , when Janet , without announcing herself , burst into the room ; and Bridget , dissolved in hysterical tears , with her apron to her eyes , appeared behind the senior domestic . `` Please , sir , '' said Janet , driven by excitement much beyond her usual pace of speaking , and becoming unintentionally a little less respectful than usual , `` please sir , that ` ere young man must go out of this here house ; or else no respectable young ` ooman ca n't stop here ; no , indeed , sir ; and we be sorry to trouble you , Dr Thorne ; so we be . ''