Let me only wear your livery. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields. Almost light-heartedly. His progress, however, was checked by loud acclamations, announcing the arrival of the Master of the Mint and his train. Last time— you made me feel snubbed. Me, I prefer to forget that I have such a father.
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