Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. ” “We will,” said Miss Miniver, refusing to be suppressed, “if some of us have to be killed to get it. As he hesitated, unable to make up his mind what to do for the best, a heavy rumbling on the cobbles penetrated his absorption. " "Do what you please with him," muttered Trenchard to Wild. Miss Klegg raised the question of women’s suffrage, and he set himself to provoke a duel between her and Miss Garvice. "On my soul, yes," rejoined Jonathan. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off.
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