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She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin. Take, if you please, your own pistol. " "'Tis he, by Heaven!" cried Jonathan; "this is lucky. " She kindled with sympathy. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes.
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