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With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. Soldiers were stationed at different points of the street to keep off the mob, and others were riding backwards and forwards to maintain an open space for the passage of the procession. I am not sure, but I believe that he has just thought of something.
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