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The ladder was now within reach. Ramage did not know. ‘Why does this person say you are mad?’ ‘Because I am risking having my head blown off,’ Gerald answered cheerfully. “Please stop fighting me. “My Mom was a good lady. " Blueskin, meanwhile, having drained and replenished his glass, commenced chaunting a snatch of a ballad:— Once on a time, as I've heard tell. "They say her son's taken at last, and is to be hanged. Manning, “they’re a dream.
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