Mike was already on
dishwasher duty when John rang the doorbell. Jonathan, however, was nowhere to be seen. "I must have dropped it when I took
out my note-book. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a
broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his
battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were
darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to
bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. "Do you think I would take a
harlot to my bed, if it didn't suit my purposes to do so?"
"He says right," replied Mrs. “Indeed!” Anna answered indifferently. Hurry. All along the
wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in
attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a
military review scheduled for this afternoon.
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