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Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. "Where are you going?" cried Thames, who, though wholly disencumbered, was scarcely able to keep up with him. " "Arm yourself with that ruffian's weapons," replied Jack, "and let us search for her.
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