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Someone was coming out of the house. Fatigued by his previous exertions, and incumbered by his fetters, he was by no means—though ordinarily remarkably swift of foot—a match for his foes, who were fast gaining upon him. "Weep on, reprobate," cried the carpenter, a little softened. Boys were ordered to wear white buttondown shirts and pleated black trousers. As they're so fond of each other's society they shan't part company even on that occasion, but shall swing from the same tree.
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