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THREE:"Yes, I am."
THREE:"Mercy! he had little mercy for her," muttered Holgrave, bitterly, as he tightened his grasp.
THREE:"You dare miscall me," and the two men, mad with private hate and public humiliation, flew at each other's throats."It sarves un right," said Ginner.
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THREE:She stood at the gate and could see him as a blot on the Moor. He was coming towards Odiam, and she[Pg 340] watched him as he plunged through the heather, singing at the pitch of his lungs:
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