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‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. "Don't alarm yourself about him, Sir," replied Austin. It is the bottom of the cup, where all the dregs appear to settle. On this I am resolved. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. “John,” she declared, “I must eat or die. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way.
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