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"You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. " And he raised his arm with the intention of executing his purpose, when a ball from Jack's pistol passed through the back of his hand, shattering the limb. You have shown an almost feverish anxiety to eliminate from your personal appearance all that reminded me of you —when we first met. But McClintock's mind was perceptive, whereas Spurlock's was only dully confused. I believe you’ve crushed a gland or something.

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