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She had no place she loved. " "We shall have a durty night on it, to a sartinty, landlord," observed an old oneeyed sailor, who sat smoking his pipe by the fire-side. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. ’ Lucilla sat up. Nothing would induce me to marry you, or any man at present. ” “Really,” she said, with a hard little laugh, “you must regard me as a very goodnatured person.
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