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He entered
it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he
stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. The miserable woman staggered, uttered a deep groan, and fell senseless on the
straw. I want to put myself into your hands. Raising the bowl in his right hand, Jack glanced towards the balcony,
in which the group of ladies were seated, and begged to drink their healths; he
then turned to Kneebone and the others, who extended their hands towards him,
and raised it to his lips. I thought it
was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. "Humph!" exclaimed Jonathan, doubtfully. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked.
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