” They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said, with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. I want my freedom. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear.
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