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He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline. Kneebone's cheeks glowed with rage, and he set down the wine untasted, while Blueskin resumed his song. You can go for a walk with Lucy. You care for me just a little, I know. Remember that he’s not at all a bad sort, and to speak frankly, he’s your salvation. Ireton," cried Jack, in accents of the most urgent entreaty, "before you take me hence, I implore you—if you would further the ends of justice—search this house.
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