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" "But, Mr. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. "My name is Kneebone," added the portly personage, stepping forward. He, next, tried to clamber up the flying buttresses and soffits of the pier, in the hope of reaching some of the windows and other apertures with which, as a man-of-war is studded with port-holes, the sides of the bridge were pierced. Such was the condition of his mind that the danger exhilarated rather than depressed him. Don't feel fussed upon my account. " "He'll scarcely need a plaister," replied Mrs. “I think,” he said, “that I would fetch any one whom he has asked to see. It was the bitterest moment of her life. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. ‘What in Hades d’ye mean, thanks to me? Want to blame anyone, blame that rapscallion who calls himself your father. His eyes were fixed upon her face, but he opened his lips twice before he spoke.
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