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They tracked the fugitive to the Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. Besides, didn't I tell you that I giv' him as good as he brought—and better! I jist touched him with my 'Evenin' Star,' as I call this shillelah," said the watchman, flourishing an immense bludgeon, the knob of which appeared to be loaded with lead, "and, by Saint Patrick! down he cum'd like a bullock. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed. It was a sovereign easily earned.
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