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"Dogged as does it."-TROLLOPE.
"Stead, Stead," cried Rusha, running up to him, as he was slowly digging over his stubble field to prepare it for the next crop, "the soldiers are in Elmwood."
"Yes," said Emlyn, coming up at the same time, "they are knocking about everything in the church and pulling up the floor."
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