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“All my dreadful scientific things,” said Ann Veronica. The Ragged Edge. Anna said nothing. She came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. Quarter-staves, bludgeons, brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped pretty freely.
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