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She interrupted. Then she spoke, with a carelessness he instantly suspected. “I didn’t understand, Vee. Later. Besides, he was a Yale man. My boys buy them with beads or bolts of calico of mine. I don’t care. " Taking Jack into a shed behind the workshop the smith in a short time freed him from his fetters. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped.
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