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"I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. “I’ve thought about it. Lord help him! he's the very image of his father. “Oh my God, what if she’s dead?” More giggling. It was his purpose to complete four or five stories before he sent any away. He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and finally came to a dead stop.
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