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May Nell sat still and smiled modestly. Billy stared at her, feeling still more foolish over his own mistake. Moses heaved a sigh, as he entered the kitchen and took his stand at the washing-machine. One hundred and thirty-seven times that diabolical barrel had to be turned before the dirt accumulated by the Wopp family during the week could be obliterated. “I got an orful cold, goin’ in an’ out so orften,” he complained..
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The Admiral, Captain Acton, and Captain Weaver stood in the gangway to receive the officer, a man whose portrait should be painted by the caricaturing brush of a Michael Scott. He was this side of forty, and a great Roman nose stood out like a flying jib between two gaunt cheeks whose hollows when he was silent made you think he was sucking in his breath. He wore a pigtail under a very old, tarnished cocked hat. His uniform coat was scarcely held together by the tailor's thread, and appeared to have travelled a score of times round the world in an age when a voyage round the world was regarded as something more prodigious than we should now consider a voyage to the moon, if such a journey were practicable. His shoes were rusty; his hose had gone into mourning over an absence of soap that was all the same as the death of his laundress. Yet despite a garb that made a travesty of the human figure there was something distinguished and even noble in the man's bearing. It was to be seen at once (and no masterful capacity of penetration was needed) that in this officer was the gentleman of old blood, poor and proud, a loyal subject whose heart's life was at the service of his King and country.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
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"Paul, your honour," answered the fellow, brightening instinctively with the face Mr Lawrence now viewed him with.
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“Aw Mosey,” cried Betty, “give it to him in two pieces an’ make him twict as happy.” “Oh, no, no! I’m fit—I must find her myself—right now!” “Have you been to the show this week, Miss Gordon?” He turned from the fire and stood with his back to the cheerful blaze. “P’raps I’ll hinder more than help,” Howard answered, grasping Mrs. Wopp’s outstretched hand and looking questioningly at Nell..
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