Kneebone's habitation, the shutters of which were closed, and knocked at the door. “Do you know,” she said, “that every one is remarking how ill you look. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another.
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