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She listened, her suspicions confirmed. ‘Not if I heard him aright. ” He paused with a sense of ineptitude. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. Put out your hand and bid me God-speed. Meantime, the Stone Hall was crowded by all the inmates of the jail, debtors, felons, turnkeys, and officers who could obtain permission to witness the ceremony of the prisoner's irons being struck off.
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