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2. "I must go. Then he remembered that she was Anna’s sister. My business is with Lady Trafford. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. “No, no,” she cried. We were to ransom you, then we would fake your death, play as if the kidnappers had executed you. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention.
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