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1 1| rattling fantastically in his pocket. ~A smile of hope lit his
2 1|     till it would go into the pocket of his coat, where he mechanically
3 2|      put back the purse in my pocket, I returned to the gaming-table
4 2|   waiter, put the bill in his pocket, and we went out. I was
5 2|    penknife into my waistcoat pocket, instead of a poniard. That
6 2| talisman and drew it from his pocket. Perhaps he was wearied
7 2| putting the talisman into his pocket. ~"What are you doing?"
8 3|      a pruning-knife from his pocket, cut two branches from an