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On the cords being removed, he made a desperate spring at Wild, bore him to the ground, clutched at his throat, and would, infallibly, have strangled him, if the keepers had not all thrown themselves upon him, and by main force torn him off. “All right?” he asked. ‘Until today. But he was so feeble, that it seemed scarcely possible he could offer any effectual resistance in case of an attack. Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a few feet away from him, guiltily. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her.

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