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A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. Certain phases of irony always caused him to chuckle audibly. But you! Ruth is your lawful wife. "More than you'll pay for it, friend," snuffled the Jew. I have heard of you from my husband. "Well," growled Blueskin, "you've had my offer.
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