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Not even for Ruth could he do such a beastly thing. Maggot was equipped in a light blue riding-habit, trimmed with silver, a hunting-cap and a flaxen peruke, and, instead of a whip, carried a stout cudgel. “Where are we going?” Lucy asked desperately as Michelle began to twitch with greater frequency. “No.
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