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" "It is life. The sounds of the seashore infiltrated her dreams as she floated in heavenly bliss of sleep. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. They even talked about friendship. ‘That is a matter for the lawyers. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. ’ ‘Yes, but I do not like to scrub the floor and peel the vegetables and feed the pig. ” He looked at her anxiously, and she met his glance with a dazzling smile of gratitude. 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.
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