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I'll test him out later; see if there is any craving. " So saying, he scrambled over the rubbish, and got into the chimney. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. It was intolerable to think that he might overhear words and phrases. And, as he was about to put himself into a posture of defence, his mother clasped him in her arms. Pure romantic nonsense on her part.
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