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"Stop thief!" clamoured the rabble behind. Wood underwent this examination, Blueskin felt a small and trembling hand placed upon his own, and, turning at the summons, beheld a young female, whose features were partially concealed by a loo, or half mask, standing beside him. “What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. Brown or Jones, I dare say. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. "What! you still hesitate! Will that rouse you, coward?" And she gave him a smart rap on the head.
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