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"You musht do dat shob yourself, Mishter Vild," rejoined Abraham, shaking his head. Still, the respite was sufficient for Spurlock to look about for some weapon. On coming to himself, he found he had been wrapped in a blanket and put to bed with a couple of hot bricks to his feet. He shuddered. It’s not fair to you. She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night. “Should I leave? Sounds like she is running out of food.
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