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O tar qo book had ever spoken 
to John Foster. He had seen 
a few volumes, and from one hook 
he had heard many things ; but no 
phrase had ever crossed the thresh- 
old of his mind. In the little 
ij bare meeting-house at the point 
where the roads crossed, and from 
which the whole world seemed 
to spread out, he heard much 
discussion ot' this book and fre- 
quent appeals to it; it seemed to 
be a Pandora's box, in which there 
\ •• were weapons tor use against one's 
adversaries, remedies for one's ill- 
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