The air was crisp and dry. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted,
and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if
by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both
sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in
such garments as could be most easily slipped on. ”
“Got a photograph of him or anything?” said Ann Veronica, after kissing her
mother. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a
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She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. Not for
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