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" "Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. “I suppose some one makes a bit on the food,” she said. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked. "Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause. Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day. “These are the playgrounds of life. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. You have grown into my life, and I cannot tear you out.
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