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It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. Thames," she urged, "the errand, on which you're going, can't be for any good, or you wouldn't be afraid of mentioning it to my father. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. I just suppose it isn’t worth the trouble. “Don’t know me, eh? I like that. " "That's impossible," replied Jack. So long as she stood beside him, he was safe.
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