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" "Do you call ten guineas easy terms?" cried Wood, with a look of dismay. "What are you waiting for?" asked Jack, impatiently. 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. Plus he’s a genius. Altogether, it was the most dreadful noise he had ever heard. ‘Oh, peste. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or unaccountably dear, or both.
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