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‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her. ’ ‘Had a certificate for it,’ argued Roding. They began to wrestle fiercely. As the Wastrel rushed, Spurlock sidestepped, swept the ball into his hand, set himself and threw it. ’ ‘Please forgive, milor’, but my wife, and even I myself, have yet very much trouble with English. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. Even if he were an old friend, you couldn't afford to do it. When you send for me I shall come back. Ennison slightly——” There was a dead silence in the little room.
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