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’ ‘They wear a uniform, do they not? They march and fight with swords and shoot with guns, no?’ ‘Well, yes, miss. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. Martin’s parents looked at each other in embarrassed, silent communication. Of course, why not? She would be honest, anyhow! She turned her eyes to Manning. C. Grasping it firmly with both hands, he quickly wrenched if from the stones in which it was mortised, and leapt to the ground. Then her eyes flashed. Then he turned to Anna. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. You denied it at the time—but unfortunately I have proof. Here, put it on your finger. Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet them. ‘So now we come to it.
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