" "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. Dizziness overcame him like anesthetic and he slept. "How old are you?" demanded Miss Prudence. ” “All right. ’ ‘Yes, I know,’ Gerald put in with an irrepresssible chuckle.
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