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Get a license—just an idea of mine. " "What am I to do to earn it?" asked Blueskin, with a disgusting leer,—"cut a throat—or throw myself at your feet—eh, my dear?" "Give me that child," returned the lady, with difficulty overcoming the loathing inspired by the ruffian's familiarity. It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark. She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. His face was downcast.
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