"Put down your burthen, monster!" shouted Wood, pointing an immense blunderbuss at him. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. I tried. The main idea now is of the future. She gave me an impression of a sort of patched quilt; little bits of patterned stuff coming up again and again. "This your regular business?" "For the present. And for me there is only one treasure-house.
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