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"I think that Mr. Johnston went a little too far there," Wilson ventured. "I couldn't mistake, your honour. I know the lady as I know you, and if so be as I did mistake, then I hope your honour would blow my brains out, for I shouldn't leave your side till your honour did." "I've had our good friend Hinter for company, girlie," said her father, stroking the damp curls..
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