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’ Jack Kimble took a deep breath. Forgive me. " "You're a noble-hearted little fellow, Thames," rejoined Wood, casting a look of pride and affection at his adopted son, whose head he gently patted; "and give promise of a glorious manhood. He has often told me that if he could play sober, he would go to America and reap a fortune. “Delicious!” she murmured. With the same inducements we should all do the same thing. He left his office at 5:39 according to her watch. She turned to Martha as the lad exited by the back door, but her nurse forestalled anything she might have said. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. Blue Ruin will do the job nicely.
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