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"You'd have hit it off better if you'd called her The Sow. Her figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. Clearing the few impediments in his way, he soon reached the condemned pew, where it had once been his fate to sit; and extending himself on the seat endeavoured to snatch a moment's repose. His mind seemed to be a remarkably full one; his knowledge of detailed reality came in just where her own mind was most weakly equipped. Not wisely but too well.
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