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"It's runnin' a great risk. She can't last long. She would always be waiting upon this boy, he mused. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. "To-morrow I will take you to him. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt. The vast heap of rubbish on the floor had been so materially increased by the bricks and plaster thrown down in his attack upon the wall of the Red Room, that it was with some difficulty he could find the blanket which was almost buried beneath the pile. They will find me dead, yes.
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