Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. Still—I don’t know whether I quite like—Something ramshackle about those people, Vee. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. You should remember, before you try your strength against mine, that when I rescued you from the watch, and you induced me to come and live with you, I beat off four men, any of whom was a match for you—ha! ha!" "My dear Poll!" said Kneebone, picking himself up, "I entreat you to moderate yourself. ’ She bit her lip and thought deeply. ’ His colour deepened. " "Vot o' that?" chuckled Abraham.
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