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Lorna Doone
A Romance of Exmoor

CHAPTER XXV
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My wife is sick, and my daughter dying--in the name of God, sir, let me go.' 'Nay, nay,' I said, having fast hold of him, 'I cannot let thee go unpaid, sir.

Right is right; and thou shalt have it.' 'Ruin is what I shall have, boy, if you drag me before that devil.

He will strike me from the bar at once, and starve me, and all my family.
Here, lad, good lad, take these two guineas.

Thou hast despoiled the spoiler.

Never again will I trust mine eyes for knowledge of a greenhorn.' He slipped two guineas into the hand which I had hooked through his elbow, and spoke in an urgent whisper again, for the people came crowding around us--'For God's sake let me go, boy; another moment will be too late.' 'Learned sir,' I answered him, 'twice you spoke, unless I err, of the necessity of a clerk's fee, as a thing to be lamented.' 'To be sure, to be sure, my son.


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