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... put the silver posset-cup with the ale into Jenny's hands and assuming her mantle with the alacrity of one determined to sacrifice inclination to duty she hid the stewpan under its folds and commanded Wilsa the little mulatto girl to light them across the street. "Whither away so late?" said the barber whom they passed seated with his starveling boys round a mess of stockfish and parsnips in the ...
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