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Marvel. Wood, when he does return, I'd send him about his business. Ireton," cried Jack, in accents of the most urgent entreaty, "before you take me hence, I implore you—if you would further the ends of justice—search this house. You certainly had to hand it to these Chinks. “For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. It's two hundred pounds.
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