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He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning. And more boys die than girls, so that the real disproportion among adults is even greater. “Have you turned him yet?” Michelle whispered hotly, trying not to raise the volume of her voice. Terrific shouts were raised by the rabble, who threatened to tear Wild in pieces if he showed himself. The struggles of the wounded man were desperate—so desperate, that in his agony he overset the table, and, in the confusion, tore off the cloth, and disclosed a face horribly mutilated, and streaming with blood. “I forbid it!” she said firmly. “They are coming past our table.
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