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One is the face of a drunkard, round and blotched, leering out of misty eyes at the passers-by; the next has the crumpled features of a miser, worn out with toil and moil; a third has the wild scowl of a maniac; and a fourth the stare of an idiot.
— from A Book of Ghosts by S. (Sabine) Baring-Gould
to be sure he will.... I never read a better letter, or one more easily understood, in my life.—Here, James, read it aloud to your sisters."
— from The Widow Barnaby. Vol. 1 (of 3) by Frances Milton Trollope
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