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Fifine, in his hands, did not cut capers, like at a dance-hall, but made steady, certain progress; she rose and fell in cadence, like a lady of quality solemnly leading some ancient minuet. There was no brandy in Golden-Mug's veins, only blood, throbbing powerfully even into Fifine and controlling the job. That stalwart fellow! What a magnificent man he was at work.
Isn't that quickly beaten into shape?" said he all the same, with his self-confidence, as he presented his work to Gervaise. "I'm no judge, sir," replied the laundress, reservedly. But she saw plainly enough the marks of Dedele's last two kicks on the bolt, and she was very pleased. She bit her lips so as not to laugh, for now Goujet had every chance of winning. It was now Golden-Mug's turn.
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