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Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck. Here, Caliban, attend to the door, and keep the wicket locked till I return. ” He threw his head back. "Ah!" cried Wild, laying down his pen and looking up with a smile of satisfaction. Decidedly this was imbecile. He stopped short with a little exclamation of surprise. "If I am the devil," observed Wild, "as some folks assert, and I myself am not unwilling to believe, you'll find that I differ from the generally-received notions of the arch-fiend, and faithfully execute the commands of those who confide their souls to my custody. Anyhow, there it is: YOU ARE NOT GOING THERE. " As Jonathan said this, Jack's hand involuntarily sought a pistol.
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