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n Tuesday afternoon Molly returned home-to the home which was already strange, and what Warwickshire people would call "unked," to her. New paint, new paper, new colours; grim servants dressed in their best, and objecting to every change-from their master's marriage to the new oilcloth in the hall, "which tripped 'em up, and threw 'em down, and was