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While he was thus employed a farming man came into the barn. Then blackness. "You poor child!" Prudence took Ruth's hands in her own. ‘Here she is. "Drink this," cried Jonathan, handing her the cup. I never hunt the human tiger without being armed. "Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause.
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