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’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. Edward Bribble stood between them with an open book. " "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. She kicked both of her legs with the force of a bull, sending a blow into Rhea’s borrowed legs. Await me in the coach. Never mind. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative.
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