“My dad is into this stuff. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. To these a heavy wooden apparatus was attached, which could be raised or lowered at pleasure by pullies. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. “You asked me in to tea,” he protested. Well, I don't blame you on that ground. Mobs were gathered together on the slightest possible pretext; and these tumultuous assemblages, while committing the most outrageous excesses, loudly proclaimed their hatred to the house of Hanover, and their determination to cut off the Protestant succession.
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