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Cursing himself for his inertness, Jack soon shook off this drowsiness, and set to work in earnest. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. That wrappered life, as you call it—we’ve burned the confounded rags! Danced out of it! We’re stark!” “Stark!” echoed Ann Veronica.
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