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Red Pottage

CHAPTER XVIII
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But the thought darted through her mind that Dick was the kind of man who, somehow or other, would succeed where he meant to succeed, and would marry the woman he intended to marry.

There was no doubt that she was that woman, and as he sat tranquilly beside her she wished, with a nervous tremor, that his choice had fallen on some one else.
The meeting opened with nasal and fervent prayer on the part of a neighboring Archdeacon.

No one could kneel down except the dignitaries on the platform, but every one pretended to do so.

Mr.Pratt, who was in the chair, then introduced the principal speaker.

Mr.Pratt's face, very narrow at the forehead, became slightly wider at the eyes, widest when it reached round the corners of the mouth, and finally split into two long, parti-colored whiskers.


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