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There was a strange quality of steel in this pretty creature. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. They walked in silence. The doctor's lessons, perhaps delivered with too much serious emphasis, had destroyed that buoyant confidence in her ability to take care of herself. "Bravo, Poll!" cried Jack, who having again pinioned Shotbolt, was now tracing a few hasty lines on a sheet of paper.
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