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Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. “And besides,” said Ann Veronica, sweeping that aspect aside, “what could I do? A boy sails out into a trade or profession. She was taken dreadfully ill on the road, with spasms and short breath, and swoonings,—worse than ever she was before. They shall hear of me no more. You have your work before you, and I——” He kissed her on the lips. "But I soon shall be," returned Jack; "take these," he added, flinging the handcuffs against the wooden partition, "and wear 'em yourself. This obstacle, which appeared to preclude the possibility of egress in that quarter, was speedily got rid of.
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