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" "Surest thing you know. Seeing from the threatening looks of his captors, that they were about to wreak their vengeance upon him, the miserable wretch besought mercy in abject terms, and charged his master with the most atrocious crimes. The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands. " "True," replied the widow, upon whom all the terrible recollections of the day before crowded, "I know it isn't. Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip Are dug from the mines of canary; And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip With hogsheads of claret and sherry.
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