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"It's like enough, I dare say," rejoined Sheppard. ‘Not entirely English then. ” Annabel shivered a little and looked around her. 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. The characters of the youthful occupants of the room might be detected in every article it contained. “Let me help you,” he begged. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. Of course there were goats.

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