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"You'd better surrender quietly, Jack," he cried; "you've no chance. Get you gone. He went in and leaned, panting, against one wall. "O Massa Ireton! Massa Wild!" ejaculated Caliban, "Shack Sheppart gone!" "Gone? you black devil!—Gone?" cried Ireton. The door closed softly upon her. ’ ‘She’s as clothheaded as you,’ Roding retorted, but he slipped an arm about the lady’s waist and gave her a quick squeeze.
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