‘Well she does,’ insisted Miss Froxfield impenitently, and turned to Gerald. "No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood. Down in my part of the world it's all a man has to go by. Quarter-staves, bludgeons, brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped pretty freely. I'm not interested in him.
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