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Wood," she continued, with a sudden change of tone, and convulsively clutching the carpenter's arm, "promise it me. . She thought of how tired she was, how exhausted, how hungry. " "Vouldn't it!" replied Jack, mimicking his snuffling voice; "then shtay vere you are, and be cursed to you. It was the only time she had ever hit him, punched him right in the stomach like one of his favorite Three Stooges episodes. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. On the contrary, his glass was never idle, and finding it not filled quite so frequently as he desired, he applied himself, notwithstanding the expressive looks and muttered remonstrances of Mr.
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