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The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. "Vat ish it, Mishter Vild?" inquired Mendez. Spurling was standing near the fire superintending some culinary preparation; but she no sooner perceived him, than hastily quitting her occupation, she elbowed a way for him and the knight through the crowd, and ushered them, with much ceremony, into an inner room, where they found the objects of their search, Quilt Arnold and Rykhart Van Galgebrok, seated at a small table, quietly smoking. No fear o' that. You would find things to laugh at even in Artemus Ward. "I disown you.
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