" "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. “It makes me feel,” he said, “that nothing is impossible—to have you here beside me. " Spurlock lowered his voice. She possessed it, astonishing fact! She had summoned this energy so continuously during the past four weeks that now it was abiding; she knew that it would always be with her, on guard. D'ye hear.
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