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Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. “I think everything’s right,” said Ann Veronica, with the roaming eye of a capable but not devoted house-mistress. “Holcroft,” he remarked, “in bald language, and with the usual limitations of his clouded intellect, has still given some slight expression to the consternation which I believe I may say is general amongst us. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. As Austin rose to execute his principal's commands, and usher the women to the gate, Mrs.
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