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Ursus murmured,--
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Your worship!"
Be off before to-morrow morning; if not, such is the order."
Your worship!"
What?"
Must we leave England, he and I?"
Yes."
To-day?"
To-day."
What is to be done?"
Master Nicless was happy. The magistrate, whom he had feared, had come
to his aid. The police had acted as auxiliary to him, Nicless. They had
delivered him from "such people." The means he had sought were brought
to him. Ursus, whom he wanted to get rid of, was being driven away by
the police, a superior authority. Nothing to object to. He was
delighted. He interrupted,--
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