"Wet your whistle before you start, Jack," said Kneebone, pouring out a glass of ale. "To be sure I will, my child. ’ ‘Ah, that is good,’ sighed the lady. ” She had spoken rather rapidly. So this was what it was all about. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. “My dear sweet Lucia.
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