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” Her words were slurred with sleep. E. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!— let him deny it if he can. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it. "Whist!" exclaimed Terence; "he elevates his glim.
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