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"Speak out—don't be alarmed," said Wood, in a kind and encouraging tone. Put him in the stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit. Ruth hugged the envelope and McClintock, with the end of a burnt match, drew a cabalistic sign. We were going at a mad pace. The girl suppressed a chuckle that would have been inexplicable. Whoever chose to incur the risk of so doing might enter the Mint at any hour; but no one was suffered to depart without giving a satisfactory account of himself, or producing a pass from the Master. I wonder if I should have locked you up if I’d been your father. “No!” she exclaimed. " "Prolonging the misery.
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