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The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. “It rained the whole of the time, but we saw all the sights, and the place never seemed dull. One side of the face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. She never grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the inner temple—Spurlock's study. " Bamboo and bead tinkled and slithered behind him. Ann Veronica sat back with a sigh of relief. "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences.

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