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Fly! they shall knock me on the head—curse 'em!—before they shall touch you. I made her my unwilling confederate. “I thought they made knights of actors?” “They may of Hal some day,” said Gwen. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. “Why not?” Lady Lescelles answered. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard.
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