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“That’s great!” said Steve Whitney. “Now go ahead and spin me the whole yarn.” In a few moments he was somewhat revived, and rang his bell; but before any person appeared, he was seized with terrible pains, and staggering to his bed, sunk senseless upon it. Here Baptista, who was the first person that entered his room, found him struggling seemingly in the agonies of death. The whole castle was immediately roused, and the confusion may be more easily imagined than described. Emilia, amid the general alarm, came to her father's room, but the sight of him overcame her, and she was carried from his presence. By the help of proper applications the marquis recovered his senses and his pains had a short cessation. “I think it’s a rotten shame. I don’t think your father ought to stand in the way of what you want to do.”.
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Otto rode first. He snapped the whip and galloped off, making the mud fly in every direction. There was much disputing among the waiting boys as to whether he started at three or four seconds after eleven. “If you only haven’t broken his wind, boy. Pretty risky—to ride him the way you have these last days.” No one was in the sitting room at home, nor in the library; but from Mother’s room there came a sound as of some one crying. Johnny Blossom tramped in. There lay Mother on the couch, and Father sat by her side, and they were both sobbing as hard as they could. “There aren’t many persons with a sewed-on finger tip, are there, mother?” asked John, with some pride..
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