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"Then, we'll lose no more time," returned Jack. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and,
when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand. Wood's," said the latter, "since I find him at
his own gate. White. Gin Lane's the nearest road to the churchyard. Oh dear!—oh dear! Be careful of
him," she added to her husband, "and get it over quickly, or never expect to see
me again. "
"Uh-huh. The cloth was removed, and
Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk
—put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best
consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now
be fairly termed—to their own conversation.
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