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full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of
"right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him
of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and
bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his
green chair and the other resting on the little table. ”
“Sounds good. "
CHAPTER V. She pushed him gently
on the chest. Here we go, thought Gerald. "
"Very true," chuckled Jackson; "very true. “Who are YOU that the world should lie down at your feet?
“You’ve got to be a decent citizen, Ann Veronica. And for twelve years he has been so; until his long security, well-nigh
obliterating remembrance of the deed, has bred almost a sense of innocence
within his breast. We haven’t.
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