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"It must look sharp then, or I shall give it the slip," laughed Ben: "the gale never yet blowed as could perwent my crossing the Thames. From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns.
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