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“Really, I do not know why I should have doubted it. Do you know, Lady Ferringhall, I am proud that your sister permits me to call myself her friend. "Halloa!" cried Jack, looking round, and trying to fix his inebriate gaze upon the speaker,—"who's that?" "Your mother," replied Mrs. Beneath the shelf, containing these books, hung the fine old ballad of 'St. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see.
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