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"And his lordship, furthermore, requests me to state," proceeded Sharples, in a hoarse tone, "that he'll be responsible for the doctors' bill of all such gem'men as have received broken pates, or been otherwise damaged in the fray—ough! ough!" "Hurrah!" shouted the mob. Spurlock (himself verging upon the hysterical) welcomed the diversion. " "I, Sir!—I swear——" "Tush!" interrupted Jonathan, harshly. There she sought and at last found 107A, one of those heterogeneous piles of offices which occupy the eastern side of the lane. As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep.
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