Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. They found a cosy little table in the tea-rooms, and everything was delicious. ” “Where is your husband?” Anna asked. " "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard.
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