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“Want to see Mr. ’ He called through the library door. "The poor things!" The manager laughed. ‘Ain’t enough as my bed is took, my sheets all bloodied, and my gin took for to waste on that fellow’s wound. "To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a handkerchief.
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