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What brings you here?” “I’m here to see my uncle. "Your answer, gem'men?" demanded Sharples. He was normal now, and the coat was only a coat. ” He thought. . “What have I done, Miss Pellissier?” he pleaded. Money was not necessary; indeed, it would have embarrassed all concerned. "Plague on't!" added he: "I never meant to take your babby from you. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. You may have something to conceal, you may not.
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