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Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. ‘She’s wearing a lightskirt’s clothing?’ ‘Nothing obviously so, I assure you. Courtlaw. She could not help but swoon a little. Brendon. Closing the door, Jonathan next produced his lantern, and, hastening towards the window, undrew a bolt by which it was fastened. Old Bedlam 291 IX.
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