But, by Jove! you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their hair. Earles waiting. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. The family always managed to make it home for supper, even though it was a dying custom. ’ And with that he went off to the City, stern and silent, leaving his bacon on his plate—a great slice of bacon hardly touched.
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