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‘I wish you joy of the wench. I saw the metal box a hundred times, but I never thought of opening it until the day I fled. " "Don't anger him, my dear son," implored the poor widow, with a look of anguish at Jack. As Jack conjectured, no one was there, and, though a lamp was burning on a stand, they decided upon proceeding without it.
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