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“Adopting,” said Moon explosively, for he was getting restive\u2014”adopting the reverend gentleman’s favourite figure of logic, may I say that while tortures would not tear from me a whisper about his intellect, he is a blasted old jackass.”<\/p>\n
“Really!” said Dr. Pym; “I protest.”<\/p>\n
“You must keep quiet, Michael,” said Inglewood; “they have a right to read their story.”<\/p>\n
“Chair! Chair! Chair!” cried Gould, rolling about exuberantly in his own; and Pym glanced for a moment towards the canopy which covered all the authority of the Court of Beacon.<\/p>\n
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