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Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame? Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform. “Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and his grip tightened on her hand. “Don’t!” she begged. ’ ‘No, miss,’ cut in Kimble. As sure as he is now living, I'll pay him a visit in the Old Bailey before morning. "Let me see," replied Wood; "exactly twelve years ago last November.
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