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We’ll leave him here, with a couple of others. Sewn on that button yet?" "I've been afraid to take the coat from under the pillow. . . You are my prisoner, murderer. And here's the proof. " He offered cigars, and Ruth got up. Sheppard, passing her hands over his face, and gazing at him with a look that made him shudder. Ireton; for may I be hanged myself if I don't believe he'll be as good as his word.
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