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He uttered a deep groan, but said nothing. "Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing.
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