That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured. " "I can answer that," replied Thames. " "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver.
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