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Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. But I found it no laughing matter, I can assure you. " "Your husband?" "No. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. No—you shall come with me to Waterloo. And mind he doesn't stir out of your sight, on any pretence whatever, till I call. He would read the jokes and illustrate them; and after a time I could see the point of a joke without having it explained to me. ‘When you’re my age, you’ll be just as hardheaded. "No, I shan't," replied Rachel, saucily.
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