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Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. We all have to kow-tow to that. "Your master wants a few table-spoons, child," said Mrs. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about.
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