“I would not have you go for anything,” she answered. “Some afternoon. A drunken idea, Ah Cum had called it. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks grew pale. " "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. \"Oh my word, Mike. ‘It does not matter, Jacques. Maggot. There’d only be endless rows if I was at home.
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