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" "Meaning that I don't belong anywhere, in heaven or on earth?" "Meaning that you must cut off the wing or grow another to mate it. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. "Or the street," returned Jack: "mind my words, the prison's not built that can keep me. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. She controlled herself, and answered meekly, “No. I saw the metal box a hundred times, but I never thought of opening it until the day I fled. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart.
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