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People of your sort—I don’t want the instincts to—to rush our situation. The stranger with a bow returned to his table. ‘He can’t be Valade, that’s certain,’ mused Gerald, unheeding. He knocked his pipe on the teak rail. It is a plain case of alcoholic stupor. Dese ere not schouts, as you faind, but jonkers on a vrolyk; and if dey'd chanshed to keel de vrow Sheppard's pet lamb, dey'd have done her a servish, by shaving it from dat unpleasant complaint, de hempen fever, with which its laatter days are threatened, and of which its poor vader died. He walked on for an hour longer, till he could scarcely drag one leg after another.
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