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She felt she had to go on. But it would serve. ‘You can if you like. "Now, then, Saint Giles!" interposed Sheppard, "are we to be kept here all night?" "Eh day!" exclaimed Sharples: "wot new-fledged bantam's this?" "One that wants to go to roost," replied Sheppard. We’re hard stuff!” Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have done. And a ballot-box—” Her face assumed an expression of intellectual conflict. Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet them. I promise not to do it again. Gentlemen! a glass of brandy will be no bad finish to our meal.
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