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F. "Curse you! Where are the bailiffs? Rot you! have you lost your tongue? Devil seize you! you could bawl loud enough a moment ago!" "Silence, Blueskin!" interposed an authoritative voice, immediately behind the ruffian. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his throat. Her aunt had a once exasperating habit of interrupting her work with demands for small household services, but now Ann Veronica rendered them with a queer readiness of anticipatory propitiation. This key," he added, taking it from the boy, "was purloined from me by your father, Jack. She twanged the catgut under her fingers.
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