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“Yes, I have heard of him, and I know him by sight,” he admitted. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. It is like a second honeymoon.
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