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No; the future was not so dark; there was a bit of dawn visible. ” “I am really curious,” she persisted. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. "No," replied Hogarth, hastily effacing the sketch. "Hark 'ee, Ben," said the old sailor, knocking the ashes from his pipe upon the hob; "you may try, but dash my timbers if you'll ever cross the Thames to-night. I won't dig their graves with my nails. . Now, the reward?" "I have but an ill-furnished purse. The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it.
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