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“Beats me. Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. “You’ll get me to allude to it, but you’d have to torture me to admit it. She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there would be no returning. “Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor has gone down himself to help it along. Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed in the direction of the noise. It was scarcely out of sight, when two persons, whom, he instantly recognised as Jonathan and Abraham Mendez, turned the corner of the street, and made it evident from their shouts, that they likewise perceived him.
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