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32732	Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)	Jacob's Ladder			.txt	text/plain	64300	5324	87	Mr. Jacob Pratt sat like a hurt thing till the train stopped at the Precisely two years later, Jacob Pratt sat once more in his cottage "All the treasure hunting we shall do," Jacob replied, with a little past six this evening," he said, "and ask for Mr. Jacob Pratt, there "Miss Bultiwell," Jacob said calmly, as he rose to his feet, "I regards the things we were discussing," Jacob replied, a little sadly. "There's that young sprig of fashion, Lord Felixstowe," Jacob replied. Jacob turned a little in his chair, so as to face Sybil. "Jacob," the young man declared, "I feel to-night as though Jove had "You know, Jacob," he said, "in one way I never saw you look so well been living a little high, Jacob Pratt. "Mr. Jacob Pratt, I am sure?" he said. Jacob looked across the little round table.	./cache/32732.txt	./txt/32732.txt