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Maggot was equipped in a light blue riding-habit, trimmed with silver, a hunting-cap and a flaxen peruke, and, instead of a whip, carried a stout cudgel. ‘Yes, I thought you’d say that. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects. A tourist caravan of four pole-chairs jogged along a narrow street. The van started with a jerk and rumbled on its way. " The stranger said nothing, but hastily brushed away a tear. . The street was deserted, no pedestrian school-goers walked immediately in front or behind them. ‘Truth is, it’s Gerald who’s put me in the devil’s own temper, ma’am.
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