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"Begone, wretch!" cried the mother, stung beyond endurance by his taunts; "or I will drive you hence with my curses. I'm entirely at your service. A hundred pounds to the man who takes him. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. “I cannot thank you, Sir John,” she said. Let me keep him. Anyhow, it were me as got you down to the wetnurse. ” Michelle opened the door.
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