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"Hands off!" she exclaimed, "or you'll repent it. " So saying, he sprang, with a bound like that of a tiger-cat, against the throat of the woollen-draper. Joan told me it was hung somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time. CHAPTER XXI. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before. "All I regret is, that I failed in liberating the Captain.
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