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"There you go," said Cassy, looking darkly after him; "your reckoning's to come, yet!--My poor fellow, how are you?" "The Lord God hath sent his angel, and shut the lion's mouth, for this time," said Tom. "For this time, to be sure," said Cassy; "but now you've got his ill will upon you, to follow you day in, day out, hanging like a dog on your throat,--sucking your blood, bleeding Strategic Management: Text and Cases your life, drop by drop.

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Imagine a tall, dignified, spiritual woman, whose clear muslin cap shades waves of silvery hair, parted on a broad, clear forehead, which overarches thoughtful gray eyes. A snowy handkerchief of lisse crape is folded neatly across her bosom; her glossy brown silk dress rustles peacefully, as she glides up and down the chamber. "The devil!" says Tom Loker, giving a great throw to the bedclothes. "I must request thee, Thomas, not to use such language," says Aunt Dorcas, as she quietly rearranged the bed.

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Tom always spoke reverently of the Quakers.

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