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“I wonder if it is. "You've perjured yourself. "Insult you! not I;" returned Figg. "
"If I ask you to part with him, my good woman, it's to better his condition, I
suppose, ain't it?" rejoined Wood angrily; for, though he had no serious intention
of carrying his proposal into effect, he was rather offended at having it declined. As soon as he had gained his
feet, he glanced round the bare blank walls of the cell, and, oppressed by the
musty, close atmosphere, exclaimed, "I'll let a little fresh air into this dungeon. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. You were delicious in concert,
by the way. “It’s like Troy!” said a voice of rapture.
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