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Cranford
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Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
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When
he
came
nearer,
he
began
to
wonder
that
they
did
not
see
him;
but
their
heads
were
all
so
close
together,
peeping
and
peeping!
My
father
was
amongst
them,
meaning,
he
said,
to
ask
them
to
walk
into
the
garden
with
him,
and
admire
the
beautiful
vegetable
production,
when—
oh,
my
dear,
I
tremble
to
think
of
it—
he
looked
through
the
rails
himself,
and
saw—
I
don’t
know
what
he
thought
he
saw,
but
old
Clare
told
me
his
face
went
quite
grey-white
with
anger,
and
his
eyes
blazed
out
under
his
frowning
black
brows;
and
he
spoke
out—
oh,
so
terribly!—
and
bade
them
all
stop
where
they
were—
not
one
of
them
to
go,
not
one
of
them
to
stir
a
step;
and,
swift
as
light,
he
was
in
at
the
garden
door,
and
down
the
Filbert
walk,
and
seized
hold
of
poor
Peter,
and
tore
his
clothes
off
his
back—
bonnet,
shawl,
gown,
and
all—
and
threw
the
pillow
among
the
people
over
the
railings:
and
then
he
was
very,
very
angry
indeed,
and
before
all
the
people
he
lifted
up
his
cane
and
flogged
Peter!
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