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But he may remain with you if he pleases: I sha'n't hinder him. I can't concentrate on my work. Why, Nab, you shake as if you'd got an ague?" he added, turning to the Jew, whose teeth chattered audibly. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. —'They can't, I tell you,' says I, in a bit of a passion; 'it's unconstitutional. I was compelled to run away.
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