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“Shut up, you little faggot. " "Have it, and welcome," rejoined Figg. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. We shall have him on his return. But, in spite of his general insensibility to such matters, Quilt could not help commenting upon the delicious perfume wafted from the numerous flower-beds past which they were driving. On his appearance, Jack levelled a pistol at his head.
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