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” “I can assure you,” he answered, “that it isn’t a habit of mine. “You see,” said Ann Veronica, with the air of one who shares a difficulty, “I’ve promised to go. Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame? Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved over his head to cheer on his companions.
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