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"Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. He realized that he was committed to the path across the fields, an uninteresting walk at the best of times. At length, however, she threw herself off; and Jack carefully guiding the rope she landed in safety. Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him. Maggot.
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