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Charvill’s fury was burning out. The Storm. " "My writing! no such thing!" ejaculated the lady, casting a look of alarm at the woollen-draper. She had to resist an impulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in. While he was thus occupied, he felt a rough grasp upon his arm, and presently afterwards Ben's lips approached close to his ear.
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