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She smiled encouragingly, laying aside her plate and turning her chair from the table. A large dog was then set at him by a stable-boy; but, striking the animal with his faithful iron-bar, he speedily sent him yelping back. "'This is the way in which I will serve all who attempt to apprehend me. “The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the word; we’re litter. Winter came: rainy, damp, and savage. " "I wish you did have some faults, Ruth.
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