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Wood, "and I'll take care of Thames. Some had the dignity and the aloofness of a rock in the sea; and others were as the polished pebbles on the sands—one saw the difference of pebble from pebble only by close scrutiny. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp. "Oh gracious! he's lost. Occasionally he relit his pipe. The others hurried to the window.
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