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’ ‘Yes, indeed,’ agreed Lucilla enthusiastically. I do—with all my heart. As Austin rose to execute his principal's commands, and usher the women to the gate, Mrs. Wood from pressing his suit long ago. ‘But of course. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. “Then we go on to this place, the Oeschinensee. CHAPTER XXVI.
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