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’ He received a glare from his captive. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. Darrell's eyes were of that clear gray which it is difficult to distinguish from blue by day and black at night; and his rich brown hair, which he could not consent to part with, even on the promise of a new and modish peruke from his adoptive father, fell in thick glossy ringlets upon his shoulders; whereas Jack's close black crop imparted the peculiar bullet-shape we have noticed, to his head. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. “Take off your tunic. “Well, well, Martin. What you say is probably all true and necessary. He would have to go on; he would be forced to enact all the obligations he had imposed upon himself.

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