" "In whose favour is it made?" he inquired, sternly. You're not afraid, Mr. Spare me, and I'll be quiet—quiet —quiet!" "Mother!" said Jack, advancing towards her. Well, I don't think they'll any of 'em nab him, that's one comfort. It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. He saw that his words were falling upon dull ears.
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