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"Zounds! what's that!" he cried, as the noise of a scuffle was heard behind them. “So you’re the one my son has been talking about. Hence!" "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, in a voice, the tones of which were altered by his very anxiety to make them distinct, "listen to me. " "I'm no reader of riddles," said Jonathan. You see, the horse it does not belong to me, nor to the nuns. These joyful bounds just lace into the stuff of my memories and stay there forever.
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