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"Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. " The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action. The blow had brought him back to the realm of sober thought. An iron fillet secured the socket of the bolt and the box of the lock to the main post of the doorway. He was caressing an idea. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her. ’ ‘Why not?’ Gerald asked straightly. We'll try whether he'll get loose again. He would go there. " "I've had the hard work to do, at all events," rejoined Jack, "But I won't complain. Let’s face it, she hates Missy’s guts. E.
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