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I can't give you my hand; but you may take it. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. " "A jewel-case!" exclaimed Jonathan. Accidentally raising his eyes, he saw that he was perceived by the family from Dollis Hill, and that he was an object of the deepest interest to them. Then he stood up and hailed a fiacre. Wrenched from their holds, the iron palisades in front of the thief-taker's dwelling were used as weapons to burst open the door. He has often told me that if he could play sober, he would go to America and reap a fortune.
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