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The shouts drew nearer, and lights were seen flashing ruddily against the sides and gables of the neighbouring houses. He can't play cards, either, when he's sober. "Devilish strange!" thought he, chuckling to himself; "queer business! Capital trick of the cull in the cloak to make another person's brat stand the brunt for his own—capital! ha! ha! Won't do, though. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. It was a fetching gown that stretched tightly in a cream colored swath over her breasts and expanded to a full skirt with a petticoat. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat.
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