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Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. If only this child were his: what good times they would have together! The thought passed on, but it left a little ache in his heart. They steal over to Copeley's at night and dispose of the pearl for cash. "Fly, Captain, fly!" vociferated Blueskin; "I shan't be able to keep these devils down. “Won’t you have some more tea, Mr. You won't have him long.
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