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"Let me go first," said Blueskin; "the dogs know me. " Again Ruth nodded. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. And yet it was basically a fine action.
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