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"Curse you! Where are the bailiffs? Rot you! have you lost your tongue? Devil seize you! you could bawl loud enough a moment ago!" "Silence, Blueskin!" interposed an authoritative voice, immediately behind the ruffian. But I've not promised to stand by him yet; nor will I, unless he turns out an honest lad,—mind that. I want him immediately, so you can send Frith with my phaeton if you like. "Hear me," he cried, restraining himself with difficulty. " Bamboo and bead tinkled and slithered behind him. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window.
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