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” “How could you!” She exclaimed. It is at the lodge that we stay. She could not help herself. ” “Sir John is an ass!” he declared. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. He used his utmost efforts to liberate Jack from Langley, but closely pressed on all sides, he was not able to render any effectual assistance.

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