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‘But you know. " "What'll it cost to have you all to myself for the day?" Ah Cum named the sum. It feels like I’ve got a snake of mucus stuffing my entire throat, just one big solid rope. Then there was also the horse. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. ‘When she lies outright, she thinks about it. He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. He took into his soul some of the father's misery, some of the daughter's, to mingle with his own.
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