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9. "Whose house do you want, master?" said the man, touching his hat. Lives by his wits and gambling. His heart was beating, but faintly and slowly, with ominous intermissions. I was supposed to do the same, but I didn’t. Acne sprayed her cheeks in a fine red spatter where it intermingled with brown freckles. I suspect he has a bit of vanity.
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