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"Come with me to the Castle. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both.
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