235 “No, I think she’s out sick with a throat infection. There's more than I undertook to bring. His red hair marked him, cut short into a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. It was Annabel’s. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the street. Trees were torn up by the roots; many houses were levelled to the ground; others were unroofed; the leads on the churches were ripped off, and "shrivelled up like scrolls of parchment. It has been already intimated that Jack had an excessive passion for finery; and it might have been added, that the chief part of his ill-gotten gains was devoted to the embellishment of his person. I'll have no such toast drunk at my table!" "It's the king's birthday," urged the woollen draper.
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