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" "Didn't want any lectures spoiling a good time. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. If he did resemble me, I shouldn't care about him. An enormous Hand that rose up swiftly, blotting out the sky. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. "He will be murdered!—Help!" "My child!—my love!" cried Wood, dragging her forcibly back. Spurling," rejoined Ireton; "we can taste the rum when he returns. " "I'll never understand. Sheppard's attention; and no sooner did she in some degree recover from the shock occasioned by the sight of her son's debased condition, than, regardless of any other consideration except his instant removal from the contaminating society by which he was surrounded, and utterly forgetting the more cautious plan she meant to have adopted, she rushed into the room, and summoned him to follow her.
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