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‘More nor that. The news that his granddaughter desired an audience Lord Charvill had greeted with merely a grunt, which turned into a roar as his gorge rose when he heard that she was accompanied by her husband. I forget. ’ ‘Comment? You wish to murder me?’ ‘No, I wish to beat you,’ he retorted. “Before you do anything else I should advise you to secure those charred fragments of paper from the grate. See how he gets on, father," he added, appealing to Wood: "the box seems to grow under his hands. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie.
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