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“I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. No man knew whence she had come nor why. At the door to the kitchen, he called out, ‘Pottiswick!’ The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring. Well, it's scarcely credible. They are arbitrary and unjust and dogmatic and brutish and lustful. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. Sheppard broke from him, and filled the room with her shrieks. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut. "And now," he continued, sternly, "was it your master who has just ridden by?" "No," answered Quilt, sullenly. "No," replied Wild; "and I've only listened to your absurd proposal to see how far your insane attachment to this lad would carry you.
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