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The primitive superstition of his Puritan forbears was his;
and before this the buckler of his education disintegrated. He became primitive, literal in his
conception; the ramifications were, for the nonce, fairly relegated to limbo. And Pottiswick, of course. Yet every now and then, during
the progress of the meal, his attention apparently wandered, and leaning forward
he glanced covertly at Anna with a curious mixture of expressions on his face. ‘Aye, sir. Following her lead, he fortified himself with a swallow
of the excellent Madeira before responding. With the last glimmer of decency he had sent the daughter to his sister. He might miss at this
distance.
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