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Ah, if I had written that!"
"Don't you want to live?"
"I don't know; I really don't know. Whenever I feel particularly gregarious, I take the launch and run
over to Copeley's and play poker for a couple of days. But tell me one
thing I don’t understand—tell me one thing: How can you help it by coming
down into the battle and the mire? That’s the thing that concerns me. But what's to be done?"
"The first thing I do," replied Jack, "will be to visit my poor mother in Bedlam. There were perches inside where she could crouch
and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. It began in the eyes and spread to the lips:
warm, embracing, even fatherly. You will do as I say, or—’
‘Hoy!’ called Trodger from down the hall. It's hereditary, like de jigt, vat you call it—gout
—haw! haw!"
"If the child is destined to the gibbet, Van Galgebrok," replied the Master,
joining in the laugh, "it'll never be choked by a footman's cravat, that's certain;
but, in regard to going back empty-handed," continued he, altering his tone, and
assuming a dignified air, "it's quite out of the question. ”
Anna was speechless, but she had presence of mind enough to sit still until she
had recovered herself. .
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