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‘Woof!’ uttered the sergeant, jumping back. ‘Do not beg his pardon,’ intervened Melusine quickly, coming between them. ’
Her flesh crept. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the
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Anna leaned back in the chair and laughed softly. Once a week, every
Saturday, they had a little gathering from nine till the small hours, just talk and
perhaps reading aloud and fruitarian refreshments—chestnut sandwiches
buttered with nut tose, and so forth—and lemonade and unfermented wine; and
to one of these symposia Miss Miniver after a good deal of preliminary
solicitude, conducted Ann Veronica. It was a sort of cooking-room, with an
immense fire-place flanked by a couple of cauldrons, and was called Jack
Ketch's Kitchen, because the quarters of persons executed for treason were there
boiled by the hangman in oil, pitch, and tar, before they were affixed on the city
gates, or on London Bridge. ‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis
Charvill, who is his heir.
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