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But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes. . " "'Zounds! Captain, I shall get my death of cold. Dunstable’s contributions to the conversation were entirely in the form of nods; whenever Alderman Dunstable praised or blamed she nodded twice or thrice, according to the requirements of his emphasis. Very well. She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. Smiling, the Chinaman gave the correct pronunciation. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit.
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