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‘Couldn’t help but do so, ma’am,’ said Mrs Ibstock. A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the
steps. Never mind, I’ve got plenty. Shotbolt nodded in token of acquiescence, and emitted an odd guttural sound. You poor man, what have you been doing to yourself?”
“Nothing except travelling all night,” he answered. One marked difference
between the poor outcast, who, oppressed by poverty, and stung by shame, had
sought temporary relief in the stupifying draught,—that worst "medicine of a
mind diseased,"—and those of the same being, freed from her vices, and restored
to comfort and contentment, if not to happiness, by a more prosperous course of
events, was exhibited in the mouth. “I wonder,” he said, “is there anything we could do to help you to get rid of
him?”
“Can you think of anything?” Anna answered. ”
She shook her head.
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