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Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. "Why, of hanging the fellow who acts as his jackal; one Blake, or Blueskin, I think he's called. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard.
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