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Wet as he was, he felt if he lay down in the grass, he should
perish with cold; while, if he sought a night's lodging in any asylum, his dress,
stained with blood and covered with dirt, would infallibly cause him to be
secured and delivered into the hands of justice. It’s got to be at last like tobacco-ash over all
my sayings and doings. Stanley, having pretended
to linger to smoke, fled suddenly up-stairs to petrography, and when Veronica
tapped he answered through the locked door, “Go away, Vee! I’m busy,” and
made a lapidary’s wheel buzz loudly. "Silence!" returned Jackson, in a deep whisper; "and don't muddle your brains
with any more of that Pharaoh. “I have come for an explanation,” she said. Little more’n a week.
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