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"I see him!—row for your life!" "That's the way to miss him, master," replied Ben coolly. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. “One hardly knows—all the time. "They shall not harm you, my love!" she exclaimed. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create.
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