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“To tell you the truth, it has seemed just lately as though we were becoming in some measure estranged. I waited until he was asleep and then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old rope he had in the shed. And, for one expedition at least, we will go up this desolate valley here to Mattmark, and so on to Monte Moro. "Now, then, Saint Giles!" interposed Sheppard, "are we to be kept here all night?" "Eh day!" exclaimed Sharples: "wot new-fledged bantam's this?" "One that wants to go to roost," replied Sheppard. What'll we call him—Rollo?"—ironically. One nail drives out another, it's true; but the worst nail you can employ is a coffin-nail.
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