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‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. A man’s children nowadays are not his own. Wood will be intercepted. I did not know what I was saying. You would steal from me then the only man I ever cared a snap of the fingers about. His sword done with, he took up the bludgeon; balanced it in his hand; upon the points of his fingers; and let it fall with a smash, intentionally, upon the table. You hurt the child. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise. Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick. Give this fellow the slip, if you can, Jack. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. I am the richest man in England. Now what? There was an interest, or why ask him who they were. ‘You’ll make shadows. That there gatekeeper would’ve called them out again.
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