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His face fell. In the bad light he looked at once military and sentimental and studious, like one of Ouida’s guardsmen revised by Mr. "Aha! my lad!" he cried without appearing to regard the pain of the wound; "now I'll show you no quarter. It’s like this: You want freedom.
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