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Within ten minutes he had read much more than had greeted his eye. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. " Just then, the infant began to sob piteously. "'Sblood!" cried Jonathan, who had listened to the foregoing conversation with angry wonder, "I've been nicely done here. He buys his own clothes, chooses his own company, makes his own way of living. His name is carved upon a beam up stairs.
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