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A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. He heard the struggle on the landing, the fall of the heavy body, the groan,—and excited almost to frenzy by his fears, he succeeded in forcing open the door. " "And now, father, your blessing—your consent!" cried Thames. The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. So she built a shrine. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. Smith: "ho! ho!" "How condescending!" thought Mrs. What a pig she was.
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