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On this elevation a table was now placed, around which sat the turnkeys and their guests, regaling themselves on the fragrant beverage provided by the prisoner. ’ ‘Lord,’ Gerald murmured, awed more by the outspokenness of his hostess than by what she had said. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. ” “Would you like to be a boy?” “I wonder! It’s out of the question, any way. “Drugs, mainly. Spare me, and I'll be quiet—quiet —quiet!" "Mother!" said Jack, advancing towards her. It's a bad omen to be thrown near that door. The Well Hole 336 XIII. ’ Gerald started.
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