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“We can,” he said, “and we will. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch
wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. “I had a dream in the night,”
she said. He had a
flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of
tanning. 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. As Austin rose to execute his principal's commands, and usher the women to the
gate, Mrs.
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