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She could have traded it for gold nuggets and lived like a queen for a few weeks, but she did not. “Who is there to care and—John. "I've done with you. This is a noted place for highwaymen. It would give me great pleasure if you would dine with me somewhere first. The poor things! Oh, it was quite dreadful. Oh the back of her arm she found the faintest down of hair in the world. ’ ‘Ah. A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. Wood, was examined. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole.
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