As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. She thought of her costume in some detail and with considerable satisfaction, and particularly of a very jolly property dagger with large glass jewels in the handle, that reposed in a drawer in her room. Put him in the stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit.
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