" Spurlock grew limp in his chair. “Don’t you think I ought to?” she asked, very submissively. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud. Maggot was equipped in a light blue riding-habit, trimmed with silver, a hunting-cap and a flaxen peruke, and, instead of a whip, carried a stout cudgel. Mother and Son XI.
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