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That’s my advice. " "Alice in Wonderland!" cried Prudence, perhaps a little enviously. The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. His mother smiled in return, an act that brightened her thin face. "I am, Charcoal. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. "You poor child!—you can have all the dogs on the island, if you want them! Come along to the kitchen, and we'll give Rollo a tubbing. “We don’t let to ladies,” they said. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda.
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