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I don't know what you have done; I don't want to know now. She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. “Go to London,” said Ann Veronica. "Mercy on us!" cried he, as a thrill of apprehension ran through his frame. “I’m sorry. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance.
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