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sisters— for three more disagreeable-looking persons never walked into a room together.
The Baroness came first, striding along in a proud and haughty manner, and peering through a pair of tortoise-shell-rimmed spectacles which she carried at the end of a long handle. She was fat and stumpy, with more than one chin, and she had cross, crafty eyes set very close together over a big hooked nose. The fingers of her hands were covered with flashing rings, among
