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34490	Fenn, George Manville	Sweet Mace: A Sussex Legend of the Iron Times			.txt	text/plain	147603	8984	91	address a lady," said Sir Mark sharply, as he drew Mistress Anne's arm "Good day to you, Sir Thomas; a fair time, Mistress Anne," he said "Business first, Master Cobbe," said Sir Mark haughtily, as, taking his "Yes," said Gil, quietly, "go away, Mace; Janet will stay and watch by "Mace was a child of four then, Master Cobbe," said Gil, "and we have "It looks like your guest, Master Cobbe," said Gil sourly. "Silence, sir," cried Gil. As he spoke, the young man's face flushed with shame and mortification "Better, Master Cobbe; I am growing stronger," said Sir Mark, as he "Let me see," said Sir Mark, gazing at his rival with half-closed eyes; "Let me run on, and tell my mother you have come, Sir Mark," said Anne, "See to thy men, Sir Mark," cried Mace, hurrying to the open window; for	./cache/34490.txt	./txt/34490.txt