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270 “Curse that boy!” He chuckled and stomped the water. B. Jonathan, however, still lingered. " "Then you are taking me on?" Spurlock's eyes grew soft like those of a dog that, expecting the whip, saw only the kindly hand. ‘I can’t do that. Of course I knew all about him years ago, and he is exactly like everybody’s description of him. “You little wretch!” she exclaimed weakly. " "Comfort yourself, then, Aliva. People always rejoice at the misfortunes of others—never at their own! The droll dogs! how they must have enjoyed it!—ha! ha!" "I dare say they did. “I wrote it for you. Ireton," observed the chief turnkey of Westminster Gatehouse, as he helped himself to his third glass of punch; "but I never saw one like Jack Sheppard.
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