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His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. ‘It is not easy. It had been a trying day. It was wonderful to think this thing had lived, had felt and suffered. This threat terrified Ann Veronica so much that she declared with sobs and vehemence that she would never come home again, and for a time both talked at once and very wildly. " "A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling. " Jack approached her. The size and grandeur of the edifice, indeed, drew down the ridicule of several of the wits of the age: by one of whom—the facetious Tom Brown—it was said, "Bedlam is a pleasant place, and abounds with amusements; —the first of which is the building, so stately a fabric for persons wholly insensible of the beauty and use of it: the outside being a perfect mockery of the inside, and admitting of two amusing queries,—Whether the persons that ordered the building of it, or those that inhabit it, were the maddest? and, whether the name and thing be not as disagreeable as harp and harrow. " "What's the matter, Ruth?" asked Spurlock, anxiously. . What I do know I shall have no hesitation in telling anyone who has the right to ask. She was quite a beauty, all in white, and I can still see how much you resemble her.
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