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Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache
an upward curl before the looking-glass. We'll
have some fun down there at my place, Spurlock; but we'll probably bore your
wife to death. Wood, Sir," he added, with
much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not
that—" and he hesitated. “I’m going for a long tramp, auntie,” she said. "Mr. "
"You would purchase it at the price of your head," replied Jonathan, knitting his
brows. With an open hand, he slapped her face. I can’t even carry a
tune with a bucket. "He has quite the air of one. Some have no males. Why
aren’t you folded up clean in lavender—as every young woman ought to be?
What have you been doing with yourself?.
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