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. "No; it's only a fresh gale," Ben returned: "hark! now it comes. I suppose I believe in God. " "We'll see that, young hempseed," replied Sharples, shutting the hatch furiously in his face, and locking it. At length, when he saw no escape from the inevitable, he took the four title pages from the manuscripts and typed new ones, substituting Taber for Spurlock. Joan told me it was hung somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time.
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