The image of Major Alderley came into her mind. It surprises you. "Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. “Troubles, my friend,” she exclaimed lightly. Her impressions of this cardinal ceremony were rich and confused, complicated by a quite transitory passion that awakened no reciprocal fire for a fat curly headed cousin in black velveteen and a lace collar, who assisted as a page. It was the only time she had ever hit him, punched him right in the stomach like one of his favorite Three Stooges episodes.
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