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“Anna!” he exclaimed hoarsely. Put him in the stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. We'll get this chap on his feet if only to learn what the trouble is.

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