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’ ‘That depends, that does,’ said Trodger guardedly. ‘I’ll send one of my men to see you here this very evening. ” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. A quarter of an hour passed. He has hanged twelve of his associates already. You won’t settle and I’m going mad. And do you, Jack, attend to your work, and mind you don't get into further mischief.
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