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She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to which letters could be sent. The rainstorm, short-lived, began to subside. "Oh God! how fearfully my father is avenged!" "True," replied Jack, sternly; "but we have our uncle to avenge. Too late now. “Can you spare me forty pounds?” she said. He told me with a coarse nervous laugh. Be warned by your father's fate.

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