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"...Pretty maidens, fancied that on Sabbath sunshine made them prettier than on weekdays." Pg 305

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" Let the sun shine from behind the clouds..." Pg. 310

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"...suffer us to be gladdened by your triumphant aspect, as you go to your reward." Pg 313

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..." Chase away the strange cloud that appeared to be settling round Mr. Hooper..." Pg. 310

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"... covered his face with an old black handkerchief... that the panic seized himself, and he well nigh lost his wits by his own waggery." Pg. 308