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"My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. '" As these words were delivered by the carpenter with stern emphasis, a female servant entered the room, and stated that a gentleman was at the door, who wished to speak with Captain Darell on business of urgent importance. She was naturally weaker, she would tire quicker, and she need not concern herself with the peculiar obligations of honour obtaining amongst gentlemen. It’s these damned novels. Then he sat down again in a chair and said that people who wrote novels ought to be strung up.
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