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Lord help him! he's the very image of his father. And we won’t make it so. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. . " "Gem'men o' the votch!" cried Sharples, as loudly as a wheezy cough would permit him, "my noble pris'ner—ough! ough;—the Markis o' Slaughterford ——" Further speech was cut short by a volley of execrations from the angry guardians of the night. He thrust out a rhetorical hand. . "He has heard of your wonderful escapes, and wishes to see what you're like. ’ Melusine did not reply. “Nothing.
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