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Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. Courtlaw, is it not,” she remarked, with lifted eyebrows. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. You were very good.
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