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You go cheer him up. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. Of you, I mean. "It is time!" "For what?" grumbled the latter, rubbing his eyes. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. She kicked both of her legs with the force of a bull, sending a blow into Rhea’s borrowed legs. “They’d better not,” said Hetty. "But I soon shall be," returned Jack; "take these," he added, flinging the handcuffs against the wooden partition, "and wear 'em yourself. It makes wonderful sentences that you can repeat in the City and are good enough for Punch.
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