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Nobody could possibly find him now. Wood," returned Jackson, with the utmost composure; "you're a headborough, and a loyal subject of King George. " "Zounds!" exclaimed Wood; "it's my old master-key. " "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. “The rest,” she said, holding tightly to his hands, “is the most important of all. You have made your public, you are already a personage. On the one hand, she seemed to think plainly and simply, and would talk serenely and freely about topics that most women have been trained either to avoid or conceal; and on the other she was unconscious, or else she had an air of being unconscious—that was the riddle—to all sorts of personal applications that almost any girl or woman, one might have thought, would have made. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. “But perhaps I want to confess them.
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