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Ramage. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. She felt he would tell people the way, control traffic, and refuse admission to public buildings with invincible correctness and the very finest explicit feelings possible. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall.
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