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He pushed her a dozen yards along the greasy pavement with flat, well-trained
hands that there seemed to be no opposing. His
shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were
stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his
head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged
hat. ‘My wife would say she is English a little. Ann Veronica sat
back with a sigh of relief. Did
you search the yard, fool?"
"Ve did," replied Abraham; "and found his fine goat and ruffles torn to shtrips on
de shpikes near de creat cate.
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