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” 209 Clotilde was no fool. She had eaten little or no tea, and her mid-day meal had been worse than nothing. Abruptly she got out of bed, smoothed her sheet and straightened her pillow and lay down, and fell almost instantly asleep. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. " O'Higgins extracted a cigar from a pocket and inspected it. On coming to himself, he found he had been wrapped in a blanket and put to bed with a couple of hot bricks to his feet. “My friend,” she said, “I have been your pupil for two years. Brother and Sister. I need scarcely ask whether you've executed your appointed task, my dear? You're never behindhand. “I will make it possible,” he cried. ” She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse, advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry canes. " "Poor soul!" ejaculated her son. “I knew Mr. Endless complications ensue when both sisters return to London.
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