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From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly. It is positively hateful to think of it. JONATHAN WILD. "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. ‘Do not say such things, you—you imbecile. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another.
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