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The House by the Church-Yard

CHAPTER X
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I was scalded in half a crack from a fut above my knees down to the last joint of my two big toes; and I raly thought my sinses were leving me.

I lost the ball by it.

Oh, ho, wirresthrue! poor Hyacinth O'Flaherty!' and thereupon he wept.
'You thee, Lieutenant O'Flaherty,' lisped Puddock, growing impatient, 'we can't say how soon Mr.Nutter's friend may apply for an interview, and--a--I must confeth I don't yet quite understand the point of difference between you and him, and therefore--' 'A where the devil's that blackguard little French wazel gone to ?' exclaimed O'Flaherty, for the first time perceiving that his captive had escaped.

'Kokang Modate! Do you hear me, Kokang Modate!' he shouted.
'But really, Sir, you must be so good as to place before me, before me, Sir, clearly, the--the cause of this unhappy dispute, the exact offenth, Thir, for otherwithe--' 'Cause, to be sure! and plenty iv cause.

I never fought a jewel yet, Puddock, my friend--and this will be the ninth--without cause.


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