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“I suppose my levity is incorrigible. On this side stood the instruments with which the
latter piece of pleasantry had been effected,—namely, a bucket filled with paint
and a brush: on that was erected a trophy, consisting of a watchman's rattle, a
laced hat, with the crown knocked out, and its place supplied by a lantern, a
campaign wig saturated with punch, a torn steen-kirk and ruffles, some halfdozen staves, and a broken sword. Her complexion was wan and faded,
except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour
more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her
cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. ”
She noted that as a good saying, and it germinated and spread tentacles of
explanation through her brain. I secured the dog after he had wounded me. The
mummies were tossed into the collection. “I have stood it for a month, Anna,” he exclaimed. ‘I have not asked for this trouble from anyone. “Don’t you know, child, that this is
torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?”
Her face had become almost like a marble image. “No! I want to do without that.
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