The Craze of Christina — page 41: what you’re looking at

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T he Crave of Christina. - 47 CHAPTER III. THERE can be no doubt at all that Docker had _ triumphed all along the line. He had routed the hostile feminine forces with ignominy, and he had brought in his own candidate with glory; for within a week George Jones and his army of plasterers, plumbers and paperers were well established within the four walls of Esselton Hall. Now there is nothing to be said against George Jones, nothing whatever; he was honest in his dealings and moderate in his charges, or at any rate he was as honest and as moderate as it is in the nature of a country contractor and decorator to be; neither were the men in his employ stu- pider, or more dilatory than is the average British workman, wheresoever you may find him. George Jones himself was civil and oblig- ing enough, all he demanded was to do things in his own way; it was a very slow way, but it was the way in which he had done things always, ever since he had been of an age to do things at all. He had not, moreover, an atom of taste, or GComichooksnco