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The Rev. Mr. Sanford, who had for many years been rector of the little
church in Allington, was taking his evening tea with his better-half,
Mrs. Martha Sanford, a little, plump, red-faced woman, with light gray
eyes and yellow hair, who ruled her husband with a rod of iron, and
would have ruled his parish if they had not rebelled against her. With
all her faults, however, she took excellent care of her lord and master,
and looked after his health as carefully as she did after his household
interests; and on this particular night, because he had complained of a
slight hoarseness to which he was subject, she had at once enveloped his
throat with folds of red flannel, under which was a slice of salt pork,
her favorite remedy for all troubles of a bronchial nature. And, in his
warmly wadded dressing-gown and padded slippers, the reverend man sat
enjoying his tea and crisp slices of toast, which Mrs. Martha prepared
for him herself, when the sound of the brass knocker startled them both,
and made Mrs.


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