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His knees knocked together. Unconsciously, his hand felt gropingly back toward the wood-box in search of some kind of support. Mrs. Keeler's deafness was accountable for her misunderstanding of his words. She brought her advance to a halt and stood panting. "Certainly," was the answer. "I don't think he'll trouble your son in that way. He may be a Shylock, but he is not one of those money scriveners who demand your money or your flesh. At least, I should say[Pg 16] not. I only know the man to nod to. Of what use would a pound of your son's flesh be to him? I believe, sir, that Mr Lawrence is not so immoderate in his love of the glass but that he might be entrusted with the care of a ship?".
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"Whisky," he answered solemnly, "two great jugs full avut, Billy Bye." Billy braced himself and took a long breath. "We've made up our minds t' find old man Scroggie's will," he said. "Mary," he said, "what is it? What have I done?" Maurice puckered up his lips and gave an answering call. It was returned almost immediately. A moment later two more boys came into the moonlight..
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