This is a joke of yours. ” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. An enormous Hand that rose up swiftly, blotting out the sky. “I feared we might have a fog.
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