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And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. “There are no males at men to stare; A man scores always, everywhere. Lucy ate without passion. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. Our ideal had fallen.
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