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" "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. Once again, he passed his hand over the surface and carefully noted all the obstacles. " Jonathan raised his bludgeon, but controlled himself by a powerful effort.
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