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Before she passed out she turned and faced Sir John. The knight stood upon his defence; but he would unquestionably have been torn in pieces by the savage hounds, if a shower of oaths, seconded by a vigorous application of kicks and blows from their master, had not driven them growling off. Everything, my dear, everything!. “So far you’ve got me and I you. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. He drew her to him with his hands upon her waist. Gay, the poet, who wrote the 'Captives,' which was lately acted at Drury Lane, and was so much admired by the Princess of Wales.

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