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Bunting the vicar.

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Bunting began to laugh.

I could have sworn said Mr. Bunting. The candle! said Mr. Bunting.

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Mr. Bunting thought it over.

This fabric stains easily.

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Mrs. Bunting came out on the landing.

I'm dear me! It's all cypher, Bunting.

There are no diagrams? asked Mr. Bunting.

The fabric sample isn't here.

Then Mrs. Bunting scrutinised the waste paper basket and Mr. Bunting opened the lid of the coal scuttle.

But I don't know (where) the fabric (sample) for Daikanyama Hotel's sofa fabric (is).

A sailor, I should judge, said Mr. Bunting.

He's coming back, Bunting! he said, rushing in.

This fabric is impermeable to water.

The fabric alone weighs two tons.

Then Mrs. Bunting turned back the window curtains, and Mr. Bunting looked up the chimney and probed it with the poker.

Surrender! cried Mr. Bunting, fiercely, and then stooped amazed.

Who lit the candle? The drawer! said Mrs. Bunting.

Yes, said Mr. Bunting, and the doctor repeated it.

Disgraceful! said Mr. Bunting, within. 'Disgraceful,' said Mr. Henfrey.

I'd like to have this fabric dyed.

So this is my mini fabric farm.

A baby's T shirt requires 4 5 yards of fabric, or 4 5 of a yard of fabric.

At that sound Mr. Bunting was nerved to abrupt action.

Bring the candle, said Mr. Bunting, and led the way.

Good heavens! said Mr. Bunting, hesitating between two horrible alternatives.

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Iping was gay with bunting, and everybody was in gala dress.

I reached into the pile and felt soft fabric.

literally becoming part of the fabric of the city.

You can change the fabric of an entire country.

Gamers are virtuosos at weaving a tight social fabric.

The fabric and the stitching could just pull apart.

Do we really understand more about the fabric of reality than we do about the fabric which emerges from our human interactions?

It's really, said Mr. Bunting with judicial emphasis, a most remarkable story. gt

At that precise moment Mr. Cuss and Mr. Bunting were in the parlour.

The price of my dress' fabric is 10 Euros per meter.

This challenge is part of the fabric of our whole civilization.

Biodiversity, the living fabric of this planet, is not a gas.

For half a minute, perhaps, they stood gaping, then Mrs. Bunting went across the room and looked behind the screen, while Mr. Bunting, by a kindred impulse, peered under the desk.

Maybe I could take 10 of labor 10 of labour and then I can essentially create 30 worth of cotton fabric 30 worth of cotton fabric.