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Earles remarked genially. In this state, he contrived to get the poor black's hand into his mouth, and nearly bit off one of his fingers before the sufferer could be rescued. " "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. There was a gentle rustling of skirts. " "Very well, Sir," replied Austin, rising and walking towards them. It had thrust her back with an undignified scuffle, with vulgar comedy, with an unendurable, scornful grin. “Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,” he said.
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