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The Red Acorn

CHAPTER XVI
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"A shplendid feller, an' do great credit t' yer 'portunities.

But y' haven't had my 'dvantages of mingling constantly in p'lite s'ciety, y'know.

Rough diamond, I know, 'nall that short o' shing, but lack polish an' easy grace.

So I'll be th' Lord Mayor, an' y'll be th' train.
Undershtand ?" He lurched forward, and came near falling over the chair, but recovering he stiffened up and gazed on that useful article of furniture with a sternness that implied his belief that it was a rascally blackleg trying to insinuate itself into the circle of refinement and chaste elegance of which he was the particular ornament.
"Come," he resumed, "le's bedizen ourselves; le's assume th' shplendor 'propriate t' th' 'casion." When the troops marched in in the afternoon, the encountered at the head of the crowd that met them at the crossing of the creek just ouside of town, a man who seemed filled with deep emotion, and clothed with strange fancies.

He wore a tall silk hat of antique patter, carefully brushed, which he protected from the rays of the sun with a huge blue cotton umbrella.


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