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CHAPTER 8
turned to tom, and said in  Gores letter?

    It  en asked for it before.

    `You knoter, fatom, as  to him.

    `to be sure I do, said Mr tulliver, rat o t? If Furley cant take to ty, somebody else can: ty o people in t its  being ell em to get t doo St Oggs well enouging me.

    `No, dear fat out, entreatingly, `its a very long  many hing is changed.

    Mr tulliver looked at ternately artled gaze: t mucen transiently arrested  it came upon ire novelty.

    `Yes, fatom, in anso t trouble your mind about business until you are quite tled about t for t - about ts.

    `s settled ther, angrily.

    `Dont you take on too muc it, sir, said Luke. `Youd s o Master tom - I said, youd ha paid iverybody, if you could.

    Good Luke felt, after tented  in servitude, t sense of natural fitness in rank ragedy to o say somet om, o decline t of y pounds out of t ready to ongue. t to lay t painful ers bewildered mind.

    `Paid everybody?  agitation, ing up. `... ?

    `O fat t terrible ed t. `Bear it hem all - he says he will, when hes a man.

    S o tremble - rembled too, as er a fes,

    `Ay, my little wenc I swice oer.

    `But pero see my pay everybody, fatom, speaking  effort.

    `Aulliver, s  mine. t een - its an up for you - but you mustnt t at your fatoo many for ion - tll start you.

    Somet   en preceded a recurrence of paralysis, remulous. tom said notill struggling against ion to rus a minute or t  seem to be wandering again.
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