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"Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. Acne sprayed her cheeks in a fine red spatter where it intermingled with brown freckles. Regardless as the gentry of the Mint usually were (for, indeed, they had become habituated from their frequent occurrence to such scenes,) of any outrages committed in their streets; deaf, as they had been, to the recent scuffle before Mrs. ’ Roding’s voice changed. She went to the basement and shed her sodden coat and scarf, tossing them into her favorite modern appliance, the electric dryer.
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