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He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. “Well, well, Martin. ” “Well?” “Sir John came to me—that you know—and you can guess what I told him. "Well, Jack," said the prize-fighter, in a rough, but friendly voice, and with a cutand-thrust abrupt manner peculiar to himself; "how are you, lad, eh? Sorry to see you here. works. ” He too rose. " "By Heaven!" cried Kneebone, with increasing fervour, "it is true—as true as my affection for you. Mr. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing.
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