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And in some incomprehensible way, Ramage was confused with Capes; she had a grotesque disposition to persuade herself that this was really Capes who surrounded her, as it were, with wings of desire. Kneebone, who did not appear in the slightest degree disconcerted by his cool reception, each sank carelessly into a chair, and made himself at home in a moment. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. "You're a bold fellow, Jack," rejoined the blacksmith. She could not go to him with a preachment against strong drink; she knew from experience that such a plan would be wasted effort.
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