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" The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. "See her I will. "Yes, sir," said McClintock, as he sat down; "that's South Sea stuff, that yarn of yours. For a long time neither spoke again. The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers! The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully toward the sound. "Now, then, Saint Giles!" interposed Sheppard, "are we to be kept here all night?" "Eh day!" exclaimed Sharples: "wot new-fledged bantam's this?" "One that wants to go to roost," replied Sheppard.
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