The resemblance was amazing! And some man—he was good-looking—was in the background. Bought the freedom of a sing-song girl; and all the while you knew you'd have to tote the girl back. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. I never saw a man who wasn't. Read it, and you'll find that your unfortunate uncle, Sir Rowland, surrenders to you all the estates in Lancashire. Then she threw the volume away with a little impatient exclamation. You are my Sir Galahad, so faithful and true that it is a wonder you exist. Gentlemen of the Mint," added he, pointing with his truncheon towards Mrs. Ants. For some time he could not stir, but felt sick and exhausted. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down.
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