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The father was a
madman. But now that this bar is removed, I trust I may, without impropriety, urge it. “Why did I ever take that loan? An idiot girl in an asylum would have known
better than that!
“Vulgarity of soul and innocence of mind—the worst of all conceivable
combinations. Bribble’s rendering of the service
—he had the sort of voice that brings out things—and was still teeming with
ideas about it when finally a wild outburst from the organ made it clear that,
whatever snivelling there might be down in the chancel, that excellent wind
instrument was, in its Mendelssohnian way, as glad as ever it could be. He was a Wiltshire Edmondshaw, a very old family. At the door to the kitchen, he
called out, ‘Pottiswick!’
The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring. Several
people in the crowd seemed to be fighting. He was draining a glass, and as he set it down he shuddered.
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