“What do we want? What is the goal?” asked Ann Veronica. "And his lordship, furthermore, requests me to state," proceeded Sharples, in a
hoarse tone, "that he'll be responsible for the doctors' bill of all such gem'men as
have received broken pates, or been otherwise damaged in the fray—ough!
ough!"
"Hurrah!" shouted the mob. There were groves of cultivated guava, orange, lemon, and pomegranate. "Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished
the operation. The stench was
cheese-like and unbearable and Lucy dry-heaved. Wood was so much exhausted that he was
obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours
overpowered by grief. The costume of this
personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading
habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such
supposition.
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