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for whom life had resolved itself into the means of keeping up his head among his professional brethren and maintaining an establishment—into a grey-haired husband and father, whose third affectionate and expensive daughter now rapped at the window and called to him, "Papa, papa, get ready for dinner; don't you remember that the Lukyns are coming?"