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Jackson had one of the ugliest countenances imaginable, he had a very fine set of teeth. The cart, meantime, had approached the fatal tree. “You must pack for me. “I expected you this morning,” he said. “You told me that your name was Meysey Hill. Winifred instantly picked it up. That glove is still preserved. " Noticing the draggled condition Jack was in, he then fetched him a bucket of water, with which Jack cleansed himself as well as he could, and thanking the honest smith, who would take nothing for his trouble, left the shop.
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