"Egad!" exclaimed Wood, "you've hit the right nail on the head, anyhow. It was empty. ‘Very well, Kimble. Hogarth," replied Gay. Alas! that the punishment of his offences should fall on her head. Besides, it did not fit her well, which was why the loose wimple had slipped. Sometimes it seemed that she would never recover it. Here's a nosegay for you, my love," she continued, opening her basket, and presenting a fragrant bunch of flowers to Winifred, "if your mother will allow me to give it you. But one changes the style of one's clothes yearly.
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