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“Diedermayer’s a kiss-ass. “Would you stand it? I’m going to clear out. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. " "'Zounds!" cried the executioner, in astonishment. And if you mean to use that dagger to slip the lock, you’ll make enough noise to bring ten spies down on us. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more.
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