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" "At your peril, sirrah!" cried Wood. " While this order was obeyed, Figg, who had been standing near the door, made his way to the prisoner, and offered him his huge hand, which Jack warmly grasped. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower her kill out of her hair. ” “You know,” he said with some hesitation, “that your sister is singing. . She’s naïve, and yet uncannily shrewd at times, and you daren’t rely on anything she says. Rousing himself, he went to the door.
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