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the emphasis of a man who had resolved to discover every iota of the truth, or die.
'Yes, that was it! And then I put my hand upon the rail of the bridge to get across, and—That's all.'
'Well, that isn't much, either,' said Dick critically, and more cheerfully. 'Not that I see what business Shinar has to take upon himself to teach you anything. But it seems—it seems there must have been more than that to set you up in such a dreadful taking?'
He looked into Fancy's eyes. Misery of miseries!—guilt was written there still.
'Now, Fancy, you've not told me all!' said Dick, rather sternly for a quiet young man.
'O, don't speak so cruelly! I am afraid to tell now! If you hadn't been harsh, I was going on to tell all; now I can't!'
'Come, dear Fancy, tell: come. I'll