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"Whose house do you want, master?" said the man, touching his hat. "Stow it, Nab!" exclaimed Quilt, angrily; "the kinchen's awake. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her.
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