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. Once he chuckled aloud. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves
from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered
that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. "
"You shall first go to Bridewell, you jade!" rejoined Kneebone. She grasped at the right one,
massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small
brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the
owners utterly obliterated. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found
behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose—
dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain.
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