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FORE:"I heard as how Starvecrow had been bought at last," said Reuben; "not a bad farm, Muster, if you're fur green crops mostly."
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FORE:That afternoon, Richard was standing on a turret of the fortress, looking at the column of flame which still rose brightly from Lancaster palace, even above the heavy smoke and occasional sparklings which told elsewhere of the whereabout of the incendiaries.
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FORE:The two women had been bathing. It was one of Rose's complaints that Odiam did not make enough provision for personal cleanliness in the way of baths and tubs. Reuben objected if she made the servant run up and downstairs ten times or so with jugs of hot water to fill a wash-tub in her bedroomthey had once had a battle royal about it, during which Rose had said some humorous things about her man's washingso in summer she relieved the tension by bathing in the Glotten brook, where it ran temporarily limpid and reclused at the foot of the old hop-garden. She had persuaded Caro to join her in this adventureaccording to her ideas it was not becoming for a woman to bathe alone; so Caro had conquered her objections to undressing behind a bush, and tasted for the first time the luxury of a daily, or all but daily, bath."You know that it's Boarzell and your farm which have lost you your boys."
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FORE:"It wur a pr?aper death," continued Pete; "his soul wur washed as white as wool. He wur the prodigal son come h?ame; he wur the Lord's lost sixpence, I reckon."
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THREE:The dusk was falling now, splashed by crude flares over the stalls, and once more that creepdelicious, tingling, suffocatingwas in her heart, the intoxication of the weak by the strong. It seemed as if he were holding her closer. She grew warm, and yet she would not stop. There was sweat on her forehead, she felt her woollen gown sticking to her shouldersbut she would not rest. The same old tune jigged onit was good to dance to, and Harry liked playing it.
THREE:"Aye, Master," said another, "he is laid up but I fear he has forgot the shrieving. However, he will never again say guilty or not guilty in a jury-box, or kiss the book in justification of bail!"
